National Half Marathon Race Report
|March 28, 2011||Posted by Emily under Uncategorized|
Okay, so I’m a little late on posting the race report, but considering my track record of writing race reports 5 months after the fact or not at all, 36 hours is really not so bad.
And in my defense, my internet was down yesterday and I had a very busy day filled with quality workouts.
Orrrr just shopping for sundresses. On a day that it snowed. Bangin.
Anyway. Back to race day:
I made plans to meet up with Emily and take a taxi to the start line since we predicted driving might be a nightmare. Turns out you can’t really catch a cab at 5:45 am in our neighborhood. Lucky for us, some very awesome randos pulled up and asked us if we were looking for a ride to the race. Clearly we ignored all rules about not getting into cars with strangers and hopped right in.
Mom, don’t worry. They were girls and wearing athletic gear. My creep-o-meter was not going off. And look, I’m still alive!
Turns out lots of people had trouble getting to the start. The metro didn’t run early enough, traffic was at a standstill and people were still running to the start line well after the gun went off.
I felt very fortunate that I made it to the start line. I may not have had enough time to use the bathroom, but I was running on time and I’m sure all of Corrals 2 & 3 enjoyed the view of my naked ass as I popped a squat on the sidewalk by the start line. “Keeping it Klassy” is my middle name.
After a couple of days of being terribly sick with a stomach bug and eating nothing but gallons of apple sauce, my only race goal was to feel strong and finish around a 1:34 (the time McMillian says I should be able to run to crank out a 3:20 full.)
As soon as I started running, I felt great. My first few miles felt effortless and I easily found a good race stride to kick off the race.
I knew The Rocketship was waiting for me at Mile 5. Having him at that point in the race was really helpful for my mental race strategy. 5 miles in a half marathon feels like nothing so I kept saying “so soon and I get to wave at The Rocketship!” And then I would tell myself that 5 miles is almost halfway to the end.
These are the games I play in my head that make it easier to hold a tough pace over a distance.
After Mile 5 comes a fairly large hill. Luckily, Boston’s elevation profile is not exactly flat so my I’ve been dutifully doing my hill work on a weekly basis.
I gave my hamstrings a pep talk, channeled my Boston Marathon goals and tried to stay strong as the inclines began.
After the big hill around Mile 6-7 the course starts to resemble a 5 mile long roller coaster. Up and down, up and down, up and down and repeat. I actually enjoy rolling courses. It’s easier on your muscles and keeps shit interesting at a point in the race when spectators start to drop off.
Towards the end, I began to feel my legs starting to get tired. Luckily, I watched Without Limits the night before and began to channel my inner Prefontaine to finish the race at a strong pace.
(For those of you unfamiliar with the legendary runner and my personal hero that is Prefontaine: he was a front runner. To start the race at a safe pace and not go out all out was “chicken shit.” Bad ass.)
This is where I told myself to not be a chicken shit runner and finish with the heart that I started the race with. (Plus I knew The Rocketship was at the finish line and I sure as hell wasn’t going to let him see me doing anything less than a positively rocketship sprint to the finish)
.1 .32- 2:04 (or a 6:32 pace)
Final Time: 1:32.15
Garmin Distance: 13.32
Garmin Pace: 6:56
Official Race Time: 1:32.18
Race Pace: 7:02
Age Group Place: 22/1601
A new PR and the perfect confidence boosting run heading into Boston.
Speaking of Boston…I’m ready to run it. Now. Three weeks is entirely too long.
Happy Start of the Workout Week! I haven’t touched my google reader in 3 days. I’m pretty pumped to get to work reading all of your race reports and weekend adventures.