Saturday I had my dreaded 20k. I say dreaded because it was a relatively small race that didn't have any port-a-potties along the route. I am a runner who finds comfort knowing there are bathrooms along the way just in case. During 2 of my 3 half marathons I have stopped twice, so a 12.4 miles with no options was a bit scary. Add to that the weather/time considerations and I was a basket case. The race was at 11 am, which is 3-4 hours later than I typically do my long runs and with our unseasonably warm weather I had no clue what to expect.
I woke up Saturday morning with a massive headache. Luckily, a dose of tylenol did a good job keeping it under wraps when I was running. The weather, while warm, wasn't too unbearable and the rain held off so I was pretty excited about that. I don't have a mile by mile breakdown of this race as I just wasn't into it mentally. I tried to just enjoy the run the best that I could, but it was just not my day. I know I ran pretty strong the first 3-4 miles, probably TOO strong. Then I started having some real pain in my foot. I took a few walk breaks and it sort of screwed up my rhythm.
I chose not to take any sort of fuel because I was worried about my stomach causing me problems. I also severely limited my Gatorade and even water intake. For the whole race I think I took in about 4 oz of Gatorade and 8 oz of water. Somewhere towards the middle of the race I started to have cramping in my stomach so I would run until I couldn't anymore and then walk. Unfortunately walking actually hurt my foot worse, so I spent the last 5-6 miles of the race deciding whether to run dealing with stomach cramps or walking with pain so intense it brought tears to my eyes. I tried my best to stay positive but it was REALLY hard.
That being said, I wasn't terribly disappointed in my time. It wasn't quite what I was hoping for, I had told my hubby I wanted to finish in 1:55 and I ended up finishing in 1:56 and some change. So, VERY close, especially given the conditions I was dealing with.
I am actually quite embarrassed by how inconsistent these splits are. I really need to work on pacing myself better. I think I would have settled in to about a 8:50 mile if it hadn't been for the foot and stomach issue. Ah well, there's always next time. **note: I forgot to stop my watch, the last split time should be about 90 seconds less.
Split
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Time
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Distance
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Avg Pace
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Summary | 1:57:40.1 | 12.42 | 9:28 |
1 | 8:10.2 | 1.00 | 8:10 |
2 | 8:31.6 | 1.00 | 8:32 |
3 | 8:31.0 | 1.00 | 8:31 |
4 | 8:42.8 | 1.00 | 8:43 |
5 | 9:17.0 | 1.00 | 9:17 |
6 | 9:38.7 | 1.00 | 9:39 |
7 | 9:09.0 | 1.00 | 9:09 |
8 | 8:46.6 | 1.00 | 8:47 |
9 | 10:36.6 | 1.00 | 10:37 |
10 | 9:37.1 | 1.00 | 9:37 |
11 | 10:15.6 | 1.00 | 10:16 |
12 | 11:04.4 | 1.00 | 11:05 |
13 | 5:19.6 | 0.43 | 12:29 |
Overall, it was a fun race experience. The first 300 finishers got a loaf of Panera bread and a commemorative glass that we could fill with smoothies inside. The age group winners were awarded pineapples, too bad I wasn't even close this race! My one disappointment was that it felt like the majority of the runners were FAST. Typically I finish about middle of the road at worst, and at this race I was near the bottom. It doesn't really matter, I am only competing against myself. BUT, at the same time it felt weird.
My official time was 1:56:11.2 and overall I came in 6th of 7 in my age group and I think 114 of 139 overall. Not overly impressive, but I will take it. I am proud that I didn't give up even when I thought I couldn't move another inch. And, it was great to see my running buddies!
Last but not least, a few pictures! :)
Oh wow, you are fast! I don't know that I've ever seen an 8-minute mile. You look so strong in the photos!
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't mind having your splits :)! I think you did a great job considering the tough mental and physical conditions.
ReplyDeleteI think you should be super proud that you came in that close to your goal when it wasn't an ideal day!
Congrats!!!