It’s done! 10 weeks of training all led up to the big 13.1 on Saturday and it’s finished. It’s taken me a little while to sit down and write about the process, completing this training “journal.” The race did not go how I envisioned but I don’t want to sound too negative about it–I am proud I got it done.
That being said, here’s why the day was a disappointment… starting with the weather. It poured not only throughout the race, but it had also rained hard the day and night before. I’m not talking about a little rain. I am talking downpours. Sidewalks were flooded. The edges of roads had rivers running down them. And it was very cold. Suffice to say, these are not ideal conditions for running. My armband phone case doesn’t close all the way so I wore a poncho the whole way to make sure my phone stayed protected. Everyone was soaked to the bone and it was nearly impossible for me to get out my GU packs because of the poncho and the fact that my hands were numb. Sloshing through puddles that came up past my ankles left my feet numb and cut up.
But possibly the worst part of the day was that the fear I mentioned in my last post came true–I got sick the night before the race. It started with a tickle in the throat, headache, and chills. I woke up feeling the same and just had to pop ibuprofen and move on. This made it hard for me to put my training and race plan into practice. Every time I wanted to push my pace, my head pounded and forced me to slow back down. I was breathless and achy. So I came in at the longest time I told myself I could take: 2 hours and 15 minutes. If it hadn’t been for the sickness and the weather, I would have seen that time as a complete failure.
I am proud that I got it done, but I think it’s also okay to be disappointed in the circumstances of the race. Do I want to give it another go? Try another half? I think so, but I’m honestly not sure. I had hoped to get “caught up” in the race-day hype and the enthusiasm of the other runners and that the excitement of race day would entice me to want to complete more races. There was no enthusiasm. No one wanted to be running in those conditions. The MC did the best he could and stayed positive, but the runners all just wanted to get it over with. And who could blame us?
I think I probably will go for another half at some point. But right now I’m not anxious to train like that again anytime soon. And my hip flexors are still pretty sore, 6 days post race. It’s been a tough week workout-wise since the Saturday, honestly. I’m still not feeling 100% and all cardio is hard. I tried to go for a short shake-out run on Tuesday and it was extremely painful. So I may have to put running aside and stick to the bike for another week or so until my hips feel better and I regain my full strength. My hips are still in pain when I walk my dog so I’m hoping to use that as a gauge for when I’m ready to run again. Overall I’m glad I can say I checked this “bucket-list item” off my list and it will make a hilarious story in the future–especially if I go on to compete in more races. This first one was definitely a doozy!















































































