"It's just... you never quit anything since I known you"- Adrian to Rocky Balboa
My Sub 3 friend, Jeff, said something to me on FB that sent running a lot of bad feelings about my race. He said that even though the actual race was less than ideal, my experiences and new friendships were priceless. Nothing could be more true. While I can't recall much about the 1:27:47 of the race, I do remember the many hours spent with a few precious ladies.
I really need to do a post about this, but Friday morning before I left, I got attacked by 3 wild dogs and ended up pepper spraying them and myself. Yeah, fun. So... I almost missed my plane due to clean-up related issues revolving that incident. I met up w/ Reyana Friday afternoon and the fun began.
Saturday morning we met Flo for a run. The 3 of us jogged along the trail by the river. I loved seeing this part of the country, especially the rowing houses and the teams out practicing. (They don't have that here.) After our run, we hit up the Famous Rocky Balboa steps and got a video of my best impression. (Check out my FB page for that.) So... lots of expo fun, meeting up w/ Kat and then onto dinner that night.
Sooooo many fun and fabulous girls- Kat, Flo, Reyana, Sharon, Audra, and Loren. I love hanging out w/ women from the North. They are so refreshing and honest! LOVE IT! On to the race...
Sunday morning Reyana and I went to the Seven 11 (hahaa, those aren't here, either) for some coffee and I had a fig newton bar. I ran a 3 mile warm up on the same trail as Saturday. It was crowded already. In fact, I planned to meet Reyana at the trail after our warm up, but couldn't find her.
I then headed to Corral 1, but had to use the restroom AGAIN! I saw the girls, who were hanging by Corral 2. I explained my bathroom dilemma and they convinced me to CUT IN LINE! So... I asked a nice-looking lady if I could squeeze in front of her, being that i was Corral 1 and she was in Corral one billion. She said yes, but seemed a little annoyed. SORRY!
And, we were off. My Garmin pace out of the box was at about 6:30. This seemed a little fast, but felt good, so I just went with it. Little did I know the Garmin was ALL WRONG. At about Mile 5, I began noticing my lap beeps were WAY OFF the mile markers. Like, 0.25 mile off. This Brooks girl next to me asked my goal and I said about 1:25ish and she was like, "You know the Garmins are all off. You are really looking at right under 1:30 pace." HUH??????? At this point, being that i am completely aloof and ignorant at the same time, I was having sooo much trouble calculating my actual pace w/ the mile markers. At about Mile 7, I determined that even though my Garmin said average pace was 6:33, I was actually at about 6:45. So, I was still feeling pretty good and attempting to make up some lost time. I was able to bring it down to 6:30ish for the final miles. The two "hills" were in the last mile, so that was sort of a bummer. In general, I loved the course. A few more turns than I would've liked in the early miles, but once out of the downtown area, it was flat and beautiful.
_RANDOM_ I saw a hot air balloon, which I've always wanted to ride in. I mentioned it to the group of guys I was running with. One guy told me that the balloon really doesn't go anywhere. HUH?????? It just goes up and down. Um, yeah, that makes no sense.
I was mad at myself for trusting the doggone watch, but I was also disappointed that I am not in as good of shape as I thought. I was able to pick it up enough to finish in 1:27:47, a 4 second PR. Bwwwwahhh.
Thoughts taken away from race:
1. Sub 3 is still a Pipe, but maybe not for next year, or possibly Boston.
2. I did not taper MUCH, had 64 miles for the week, including 9 the day before.
3. My psyche is fragile these days. It's hard for me to admit that some days I have trouble holding it together. Some days are awesome. I have great friends, a good job, and new training partner. But... there are still lingering feelings of anger, disappointment, and resentment. It also seems that there is some sort of constant drama going on revolving the small town- Ex situation. It never ceases to amaze me how some people find other people's heart ache to be entertaining to discuss.
4. Cytomax hates me. I had stomach distress following the race.
5. I totally, totally appreciate Flo for letting me use her Garmin during the race. BUT... I need to figure out how to depend on myself better. The Garmin stats at the end of the race said 13.56 miles @ 6:30 pace, so obviously not right. (13.1 miles @ 6:42 pace was actual.)
6. I need to work on focusing mentally. I really just daydream and let my thoughts go to pot during a race. It is rare that I am focused on pace/running the whole time.
And... that's that. Run strong, friends