Yesterday (Sunday) marked one of my first races of the season and by races, I mean, one where I went in feeling mostly trained for it and not worried if I was truely going to survive. It should be noted that I did do a half-marathon a month and a bit ago with my friend Jen, but none of us were really trained for it and in true fashion, we walked more than we ran – hehe! Anyways, yesterday morning, at some time that most people would call cruel and unusual punishment (meaning 4:30am) my alarm went off because I had to get moving, get into the city via the metro and be ready for when the race started at 7:30.
But before any of that could happen, I needed to take the obligatory mis-matched socks photo – don’t ask me why I do it, but its like a tradition (I mean, in general, my socks never match, but they don’t match on purpose on race days). Then I did my typical stress and panic because nothing was ready – you would think after all my years of racing, that I would actually learn to prep early…haha! But I got myself into the city and didn’t leave anything behind (or nothing that I absolutely needed to race with). And took advantage of the opportunity to meet up with a bunch of people from a veteran’s group that I am part of. I love doing races with them because of the vibe that they bring – unfortunately, because I live outside of the city, I don’t get to hang out with them as often as I would like.
But as murphy’s law goes, things are never going to be perfect – as we were lining up in our corrals with 15000 of our nearest and dearest friends – over the annoucing system, I heard in passing that the course had had to be shortened slightly in one section – although I missed what it was for – all I heard was that somewhere between miles 4 and 6, there course was going to be 1/4 to 1/2 a mile short. It wasn’t until after the race, that I found out there had been a motorcycle vs. pedestrian accident on one of the roads. While there was no update on either person, I hope that they are both ok. Then we were off. My goal for the race was to take it easy, walk as needed, and just enjoy the day (because in all honesty this was the best day in recent months for running outside – it wasn’t too hot or too cold, just right). When all was said and done, I finished the 9.5 mile (my nearly 10 mile, 10 miler) in 1:45 (so about an 11:15 min mile which I was quite happy with. I was tired enough at the end to know that I had a good pace, but not enough that I felt like I was going to pass out. Now time to continue the triathlon training – first race of the season is in T-27 days.