I’m going to keep this short, none of you want to hear me whine, and I could (and have) believe me. The race and packet pick up is well organized and smooth, and although this is the 2nd time I’ve run this race I’ve yet to participate in any of the finish line festivities. The only positive about my race is that I got to see some friends.
Jill and I (I was as thrilled to be there as I look)
Kathleen , me, Meg
As you know I went into this race very under trained. Now while some people might have the fitness base to carry them through it...I obviously do not. It hurt. Yes other races hurt, but not like this. Miles 1-5 were not too bad, I have no idea what my times were as I walked out of the house without my Garmin, miles 5-10 were tolerable. Some running some walking, by miles 11-13 I was pretty darn miserable and most of my time was spent walking. The wind had picked up and at times felt like you were being pushed backwards. The temps dropped and there were a few sprinkles here and there. Everything hurt, I felt like I was dragging my left leg along for the ride, it was kind of a strange sensation. The last mile was ridiculous. There is a bridge over the highway, while it’s not a huge hill it is a hill, really the only of the course, and the bridge seemed to go on forever and ever, thank god for the fence on the side of the bridge because the wind gusts were so strong they were literally blowing us over. In the end I achieved a personal worst of 3:02.
The only other thing I have to say is that I will never go into a race of this length feeling so completely under trained.
Now it is time to get down to business....when I stop hurting.... :)