I undeservedly took the 2nd place award today, when I really got 3rd in the Food World Senior Bowl Charity 10K Run. I'll get to that at the end of this report. I'll start by saying that I had somewhat high expectations going into this race for a few reasons.
1. I thought Pfitz 70+ was going to improve my running times. Well, it didn't.
2. I thought once cooler weather came, I would run faster. I didn't.
3. I should be totally recovered from Chicago. I am recovered, just still slow.
On the way to the race this morning, I could hardly keep my eyes open. I was so sleepy from last night's football massacre. I actually slept in the car some of the way. The start was pretty uneventful. The 5k started 15 minutes before the 10K which would lead to problems later. Before the start, K was talking to this guy about his Under Armor running shoes. He said that he hated them, but paid a lot for them, so continued to wear them. This is also important info for later.
My first mile was WAYYYY TOOOO fast. After running so many marathons, shorter races are tricky. After the first mile, I settled down, but grew tired pretty early. Here are the splits: (Miraculously, Garmin took good notes today.)
5:59- dumb, I know
7:41 (1.2 miles)
I held first place for the first 4 miles. I knew someone was on my tail b/c I could hear spectators cheer for "first girl" then immediately yell "second girl." Right after the 4th mile marker a girl passed me and told me to relax my arms. Nice of her to give me some racing tips while she smoked my booty. Immediately after her came another girl and her coach/running partner. He was telling her get on my shoulder. She did and I could hear her breathing. She passed me at the 5 mile marker, then I stayed on her shoulder for almost a mile, until she started to pull away. I could see a time clock ahead and a large group of people. I mistakenly assumed this was the finish line. I started running as hard as I could and passed her for a split second as we passed mile marker 6- with 0.2 to go!!! I am such a dunce. She then blew past and I finished in 39:34.
I finished the race totally frustrated. What do I have to do get better? Since The Pig, I have tried so many things to get faster- unsuccessfully trying to lose weight, adding mileage, adding more speed work, making easy runs easier, taking vitamins. You name- I've tried. I am beyond frustrated and actually had a few moments of ridiculous crying.
On to the awards party. We waited a gazillion years for the awards. They first posted the results and I noticed two things- my listed time was over a minute slower than my actual time and that they had me listed as 2nd female. Hhmmm. I'm no genius, but I think timing chips would've solved all these problems. I wasn't the only one whose time was off. Some times were as much as two minutes off. I found the girl who came in front of me and told her to check the results because I thought they left her off. Well, they actually left the FIRST place finisher off. That stinks for her. When they called my name as 2nd place, I told the man the whole situation and he insisted I take the 2nd place award. I tried and in case that #1 girl reads this, "We know who won that race today- YOU!" Along with a glass, engraved paper weight, I won a certificate for a pair of Under Armor running shoes. Haha.