In spite of my lack of training I completed the Middle Half this morning to surprising results.
I haven't blogged much about the prep for this because there was basically no prep after the Warrior Dash. I did try a 10 mile long run last week but only got 4 miles in before I was walking more than running. I finished up with 6 miles total and I said to myself, "my God, what have I done?"
There was no other "good" time to squeeze in further training so I consider my taper a three week taper. That's good right? No?
Anyway, I hydrated well and ate well the night before. Except I don't think I'll carb load on Mexican food again because the combo of that and the Gu Chomps is not treating my bowels well.
Got to the race that started at 7:00 and NOT 7:30 with no problems this year. I had pre-race nightmares that I once again screwed up the start time. I put myself way back in the starting line - around the 3 hour group because while I hoped to do much better than my training run things didn't look promising. I hung out with some people from work in that area so a nice social time was had. I used a hand-held bottle of Nuun this year. It was the first time to use the hand held bottle. It was much nicer to use once I figured out how to loosen the strap so the blood wasn't cut off to my fingers (took me until 1.5 miles to figure that one out...). I also brought a pack of Gu Chomps with me. I did bring an iPod with me (allowed) but kept one ear bud out for most of the race. I love my music but I do like to hear things around me too.
I won't bore you with mile by mile details. I felt good for the first 4 miles. Started to feel the struggle 5-8 and then just trudged through 9-13.1. There was a mishap at this year's race. Around 1.5 miles a police car blocked off the turn so a LOT of runners kept running down to the next street to turn. This ended up adding almost half a mile to their total distance. I lucked out in that they figured out the error about 15 seconds before I got to that turn so I got to go down the right way. Let me tell you, people were pissed when we suddenly pulled out of a street in front of the group that went the extra distance. I felt bad for them and good for me.
I kept 11 mm splits until mile 6 and then started slowing down but around mile 9 I saw that I was still on track to finish with 12 mm (even) splits which would be faster than the first (and only other time) I ran the half. I had no expectations of beating my previous time so this was a good boost towards the end.
The last 1.5 mile stretch was painful. I listened to Ke$ha's "Blow" twice and then tried to find an inspirational finish song. (okay, I've never actually watched that video before - how hilarious that the Dawson's Creek guy is in it, "Muenster is like edible lactose gold." *ha*)
As I turned onto the last bit before we hit the stadium the boom boxes were playing their own song so I cut off my iPod. Just after I passed the nice group of Jr. High cheerleaders this song started:
I'm not ashamed to admit that a little sob escaped from me. I do love that song. And I finished strong to the finish line and finished 2 minutes faster than my previous attempt. The official time was 2:38:47. Even though I know I'm capable of a better time I am quite proud of that one.
Grabbed snack food for my kids because my stomach wanted no part of it and eventually got home to a bath and rest. I feel pretty good. Sore, of course, but not dead. Around mile 5 I started to feel a blister close to the demon blister from three weeks ago. It got worse and then better. Here it is post race:
The new blister on top and the old on the bottom.
If I didn't have the stomach/bowel issues I'd feel pretty chipper. But don't let my family know because I'm totally taking advantage of laying in bed for as long as I can.
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Didn't get the planned miles in this weekend. Whatever. I'll pay for it later.
I did ride a wee bit on the bike we do own. I was always afraid of riding this bike because it's bigger than what I'm used to. Turns out now that I've gotten used to biking again it's not too scary. I'm now viewing this bike as a fixer-uper instead of buying a brand new road bike. Heck, it already has aerobars (that are like 15 years old and not put on straight but again, whatever...)!
Instead this is how I spent my weekend:
I think the kids are horrified that I didn't get a long run in....