I wasn't going to do this race because, well, I figured I'd be tired and also it was the same day as my brother's college graduation. (It turns out his graduation was super long and hot and extremely boring, seriously, both he and my mom said that it was the worst graduation they had ever been too... which is saying a lot because my mom has had 6 kids graduate from high school (probably even a few from middle school too) and 4 from college, 3 this year alone.) Anyway, I signed up right before I left to run Newport, which was a good idea, because had I waited until after that race, I probably wouldn't have done it. It's hard to pass up a local race though, especially one that offers awesome pint glasses instead of shirts or medals.
Something extremely rare for me, the day before the race, I still wasn't sure what I was going to wear to run in. I decided I needed some outside input, so I did a text based fashion show for my mom and sister.
|Lululemon skirt (from Ebay) |
Merrell Thelon Tank (from The Clymb, great discount... if you want to join, use this link: http://www.theclymb.com/invite-from/LaurieHiggins1)
Asics arm sleeves, Nike compression socks, Brooks Green silence and a Razzy Roo headband
quite the brand assortment!
Cookie Monster still lives!!!
I really didn't have any great expectations for this race. I figured that my legs were probably a bit too tired to PR, so my real plan was to not worry too much about pace and just run strong. We took off, their were 2 girls and a group of guys ahead of me. I felt good, but after a bit I looked down at my watch to see numbers in the mid 6 minute range. Whoa!! Better pull back a bit or I was going to be hurting, not just hurting, but dying as in the unable to finish sort of death. The lead girl and a few guys easily kept running in the 6s but the rest of us backed off a bit. Before mile 2, I easily caught up to and passed the girl in 2nd (a recent high school grad) and just kept cruising at a fairly uncomfortable but manageable pace. It was a beautiful and fairly serene course, that ran along Catching Slough and some farmland. (After the race, my girls and I went back to take some pictures... I ran phone free.)
Anyway, before too long I was at the turnaround (out and back course) and excited to see what/who was coming up behind me.
The return trip was pretty good. I could feel my calves on the verge of cramping at mile 10, but told them not to and was so grateful that it was only a half marathon. I kept watching my mile splits, trying to decide if I had a chance at a PR and ultimately decided that it just wasn't going to happen. Mile 11 was my slowest mile, a 7:48, which reenergized me enough to rally for my fastest mile of 7:31 for mile 12. From there it was just a matter of finishing strong for the last little mile plus, which I did to the best of my ability.
Here is a look at my stats:
Small Town Runner.
My friend Jessica, got a PR by 21 minutes and went 8 minutes faster than she was even hoping to. She also got 2nd in her age group (same group as me). I don't know what happened to the picture I had of us, so I'll share the one I stole from her Instagram.
Oh, and in case you were worried, Cookie Monster survived another race. He hung out on this rock
behind the portapotty, with a lovely view of the slough, while I was running and was still there when I finished. I can't believe no one wants to run away with him. Ha!
When I got home, I was pleasantly surprised by decorations on my door again. This time, home made medals. My girls are so sweet.