Even though I was staying at a hotel that you could literally see the finish line out the window, I still managed to be late to the actual race. I woke up at 6:30 with hopes of leaving the hotel at 7:45 for the 8 o'clock start time. Somehow or another I lost track of time while getting ready and didn't eat until 7:30ish (a bagel and a banana) and this right here was my big mistake! Mistake number 2 came when we didn't leave our hotel until 7:55 and didn't know where the start line was? We rushed out (someone stopped and took our photo) then we sprinted to the start line.
I was pretty mad that we left so late and hate that feeling of panic before a race. The gun had already went off as we rounded the corner and saw coral 20 something! Shit .. I am suppose to running in coral 3 and really wasn't too happy about being stuck behind walkers/joggers. So we continued to sprint on the side walk and snuck into the gate around coral 10. Not ideal, but I guess it will do. I wanted to have time to move my bib number off my skirt, (the skirt was riding up and twisting all around my waste) but obviously didn't have time too!
I was still in panic mood when I crossed the timing mat and my main goal for the first few miles was to get around the slow people and find a pace that felt good.
|making my way through the crowds|
I pretty much missed my watch peeping at me until about the 5k mark which I hit around 25 minutes. It was also at this point that my watch displayed that it's data base was full and couldn't store any more data! Great!! So, yeah I have none of my splits expect the first three miles. I felt good for the first three miles of this run and that's about it. Right after the 5k mark I had wished I had tried to stay with my friends because I was already lonely out there on the course. At the next water stop (mile 4) I saw Jessica! Yes, she caught back up to me so I was happy to see her and have someone to run with. Unfortunately, by mile 4 my stomach issues began. Why oh why did I eat so late? I gave my stomach no time to digest my breakfast and I could really feel it start to come back up. I ignored the problem the best I could and kept running. The next few miles were uneventful and as I hit each mile mark my watch became more and more off. By mile 6, I was at 6.2 on my watch. Maybe from extra foot movement from zig zagging through the course? Although I shouted out to Jess, "we are at 49 minutes, so we have an hour to run the next 7." hmm... I thought to myself as I tried to do the math in my head, and hour to run 7 miles and finish in 1:49... I can do this! I broke up the rest of the race in my head as my 7 mile Dupont loop that takes me an hour to run. I got excited because I knew I could do this and continued to run. About mile 9 I really started to slow down and my stomach just hated me! I basically felt like I was going to puke at any minute which made running really hard to do. I couldn't keep the pace and Jessica faded into the distance without me.
I somewhat threw in the towel at this point and slowed down to keep my stomach as happy as I could keep it. Although I hit the 10 mile mark at 1:25 if I can remember right and a small about of hope crepped into my head as I did the math, which brightened up my spirts. 1:25... I can run a 5k in 25 minutes and still finish in 1:50. But the last 3.1 miles didn't go smoothly at all. I felt like I was running really slow and I mean really slow and wished I had pushed myself harder to stay with Jess because I really needed a buddy to help push me to the finish line at this point. Each mile marker I looked at my watch and saw how slow I was running (9 minute something) how lovely. About a mile from the finish line one of the runners near me shouted out "almost there" every 10 seconds for the entire last mile. I had a small amount of energy left and maybe ran my last mile in a 8:40 or something? I look at my watch and saw 13.1 on it (at 1:52 I think) but wasn't at the finish line yet! Man, this sucks that I'm not at the finish line yet. I don't feel like running anymore. I pushed harder and finally crossed to finish line with 1:53 something on my watch and a total distance of 13.32. I did not PR or have a good race!
After the race
I thought I might throw up, but luckily I didn't. I went to get some water and look for Jess, but I couldn't find her. Instead I waited by the finish line watching out for Linda to finish the race. Linda finished around 2 hours and then we found Jess. We proceeded to wait in line to get some more cheesy pictures and congratulate each other on a good well done.
1. I was really excited to do just a running race and not feel like death on this run as I usually do coming off the bike, but I still felt like death!!! I know that my stomach acts up and I can't eat that close to that start of a run, so I don't know why I did? I'm mad that I ate so late because it messed up my run big time!
2. I wanted to finish in 1:49 and I didn't!!! Looking back on the race I felt like I could had pushed myself harder and felt like I gave up at mile 9. If only I would have kept running with Jess, I could have finished in my goal time. Why am I such a baby?? I'm still pretty mad about the run and myself. I haven't even bothered to look at the official race times because I just don't want to know.
3. Not running for 2 weeks before this race did not help me. Even though my back didn't really hurt on the run due to the time off, I felt out of running shape. I also need to do more speed work if I want to get faster. 1:49 you are mine at the Philly Half Marathon!
4. I loved wearing matching outfits with sparkle skirts!!!! The outfits were so much fun and as people saw us running by they would shout out "go blue skirts" which would put a smile on my race. I realized that running a race with friends is so much better than running a race by myself!!! And this was also my first rock n' roll series race. I liked the bands and the crowd support on the course which distracted me from my stomach issues.
5. I got to run in CA and with great friends at that! So at the end of the day, even though I didn't PR I still had fun and am glad I came out to CA to run this race. Plus having a beer to dehydrate afterwards always helps.