A few days later I finally have a moment to recap my most recent 13.1 mile trek. I was completely mentally not prepared for this race at all. My confidence was lacking since I had just gotten back from NW Pacific and hadn't run at all the week following my return. I began hoping for rain or some other reason that the race couldn't go on so that I wouldn't have to feel like a failure for not going. But I finally decided to go all in and change my mentality and prepare for this thing.
So I stocked up on music. Made a kick ass playlist. Got all my gear out including my Garmin, HR monitor, Gymboss, waistband, frozen water bottle (which I ended up forgetting), body glide and baseball cap. The weather here in Jacksonville has been a little iffy lately. One day it's chilly enough for a sweatshirt and then days like today I'm sweating walking to my car after work. I had prepared shorts and a tank top the night before:
When I woke up I looked at the weather and saw that it was in the 60's and cloudy. Thinking of the weather and the fact that I didn't love the way I looked in the chosen outfit I went for capris instead. And it was a great decision - no chafing :)
I'll save the boring details but will say I was able to meet up with my Galloway training group to run with them and it was AWESOME. I LOVE my girls and we had fun running together.
I felt GREAT (like amazing) when we started. I thought I was going to have the best race of my life - my breathing was perfect, mentally I was feeling strong and confident, and my body felt good. Then we got to mile 7/8 and we were on the road and it was a pretty steep slant up to the middle of the road and it started a cramp in my right hip. It got to the point where I seriously thought I needed to take it easy because this is it - the thing that will hold me back from being amazing today. Just when I thought it was the end of my perfect race it kind of went away... But then it came back around mile 10 in both hips. Mentally and cardiovascularly I thought I could run a full; but my body was screaming for me to slow down. I pulled my weight with the group all the way up to the last mile. And they slowly started to creep ahead of me. By the last 0.1 miles I had to walk and it felt like FOREVER. I was pumping my arms so fast and I was moving so slowly. I was in so much pain I wanted to cry and give up. But I was doing so well I had to finish strong. And I was able to run hobble my way through the finish line at 2:48.
I'm actually pretty happy with my time. When I completely hit a wall at the virtual half marathon a few weeks ago I had to walk quite a bit and finished in 3:02. So I'm VERY happy with the outcome. I'm even happier that I finished right behind the group.
I took a few days off because I was so incredibly sore. Tonight I got out and ran a 5k and hit a recent PR! My ultimate PR was about 2 minutes faster during my college days so I'm excited that I'm getting closer and closer to that time! 36:34 is the new time to beat.
Happy Hump Day!