|New hat and headband to help provide attitude.|
So yeah, I ran the Get in Gear Half marathon yesterday. If you recall, I won an entry to the race via a marvelous little invention called Facebook. The internet certainly is chock full of goodness!
Yesterday's race was just like last year's....cold, rainy and windy. For some reason, it was a much tougher race than last weekend's half marathon. I don't think I hydrated as well this past week, and I was having GI issues most of the week as well...... I'm still figuring out this whole fueling thing. It's a puzzle, that's for sure. Good think I like puzzles!
|Post-race soaking wet honeybadger.|
So anywhoo, the upshot of the day was that I didn't get a distance PR, but I did get a course PR! My official time was 2:14:53, last year's time was 2:23:26 so that's an improvement at least. GarminElectra bailed on me at the start. The lying tart APPEARED as though she was ready to run the race with me, and chirped when I hit the start button as I crossed the mat, but at mile three I realized there was no beeping happening.... so I had to restart her. Grrr. That means I only have my splits for the last 10 miles. SUCH a frickin' diva.
We must have been REALLY slow for those first three miles because my overall pace was 10:18. It was pretty crowded at the beginning and we were getting passed by a lot of people, but that's usually how it is for me anyway. I like to start slow and then once my body gets over the fact that I'm making it run, it levels off and I can slowly pick up the pace.
I started to fall apart a bit at mile eleven (mile 8 according to GE) and needed some sustenance..... my hands were so cold I couldn't get my honey stingers out of my pocket so I had to walk. I told Julie to just go ahead and I would catch up.... not so much - I didn't see her again until the finish line. She was flying and ended up about 2 minutes faster than me. I really had to dig deep those last two miles and WILL myself to keep running in the last mile. Not exactly the strong finish I had hoped for but, oh well.
After the race I still had 5 miles on the training plan. So I went home, changed my clothes and headed to the treadmill. And I did my 5 miles for a total of 18. Just like last year, it made me feel like a badass honeybadger to do all those miles. Funny how that works! After all that, I took a well-deserved ice bath. I hate them and I love them at the same time. My muscles are always much happier after an ice bath, but the during part? Ugh. The actual sitting in a tub of icy water is NOT happy time.
Colorful language helps me cope.