|My fans, before heading out into the cold|
Also unlike last year, I didn't have to sprint to get to the starting line. We parked nearly an hour before the start, and I'm thankful for not being rushed. While we were waiting under some shelter before I headed off to stand with my wave a woman asked me about racing and being a mom. She said I "looked like I've raced before" and had a "runner's body." Thanks! I think? Apparently her teenage son was running and was a little annoyed that this race was cutting into his track practice? I'm not sure I understand that, but ok. ;)
After getting good luck kisses from my loves (well, Goob gave me a sloppy, drooly smile) I made my way to the middle front of the Green wave. Mistake #1. Once the race started I was dodging and weaving people that were leisurely jogging and just chatting away...I'm racing here, people! I got stuck a couple times and couldn't really get my place in the crowd until around the .75 mile mark. Humpf. I was a little disappointed with myself for not having the confidence to start further up front and get a good pace in right away.
Then I realized that I forgot to take a puff from my inhaler. Mistake #2. I was sucking wind and trying to stabilize my breathing for a long time. Thank goodness the cold air somehow makes me breathe a little easier if I forget my inhaler.
My music was loud and I was getting in the zone up that giant sloping hill that makes up the first half of the race. I heard my name to my left and saw a childhood friend, Melanie, running beside me! "Hey Melanie! How's it goin'?" She replied "Good!" and got lost in the crowd.
One reason I love this course is that it's a large out-and-back and you can see the elite runners coming down the hill. It's fun to see how many of them I recognize, and I always yell "Go get 'em, girls!" to the first women I see. Man, I wonder how they are so fast. Makes me want to drink their Kool-Aid. ;)
The downhill was where I just zoned out until I was near the finish. Around the last corner a part of me was wondering if I could even do my usual sprint kick to the finish line. I felt wiped out. But, I saw a person ahead of me that I said "I'm going to beat him" and took off. Trav caught me as I passed and said I looked fantastic. At least I looked speedy!
|Oh! I see the finish line!|
|Post-race smiley face|
Little Goober was getting tired and we couldn't stick around for the finish line festivities because of the icky rain (boo), so we headed home.
BUT, you know what Gus displayed as I finished? A 30:03! A TWO MINUTE PR from last year's time! HECK YES!
It wasn't until later that I found out that I did pretty well in my division--top 50, baby!
Mileage - 3.8
|Post-race GOOFY FACE|
Overall - 859 out of 7353
Division Place - 41 out of 785
Sex Place - 167 out of 4085
Pace - 7:54