My only goal for this race was not to give up (Spoiler alert: I didn’t). I encountered the pain I was afraid of: both of the insides of my ankles were filled with sharp pain if I ran on them starting at about mile 14. I did my best to power walk to the end. I got diverted at mile 17 and lost a few miles off the whole “marathon” so technically I haven’t finished the marathon distance. I am 100% okay with this. I’ll have a chance to tackle it in the future. I am happy with my performance because I may have stopped running, but I didn’t stop moving. What would I have gained by stopping? Nothing. Why would I be allowed to stop? I committed myself to keep going until I was told to stop. There’s nothing else I could have done.
I was running fine, even kept up with the pace group for a mile or so. I met friends on the course. I was going to run with one of them for a the race, but we couldn't find each other at the start. By the time I knew where she was, she was 3 miles ahead of me! go her!
I ran with one friend for a while and it was really nice, but eventually I just couldn’t keep up and had to slow down. We had nice conversation and she told me about the area. I suppose that the pain started around this time and that's why I needed a longer walk break.
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Thursday, October 3, 2013
September 28, 2013
"Will Run For Food" Trail half marathon
(actually 13.3 according to the race director)
Mt Pleasant, MI
That was a well-fought run, especially for someone who sees a hill and cries.
- Everyone said "good job" to me, and I assume they did for everyone else they passed. So friendly!
- Walking up the hills (big fucking hill #1 and big fucking hill #2) felt like more work than running the straightaways.
- The sandy hills were also quite annoying.
- It was a small race...Around 8 people in my age group, I think. 40 racers total. The only downside is that I pretty much ran the entire thing by myself, since I was much slower than everyone. Which isn't to say I ran slow. I ran my goal pace that was about the same as what would be an easy pace on the road. I think that it was about 2 min/mile under my easy trail pace. There was still a lot of walking involved.
- I ate two clif shots and 3 oreos. That's less than I intended to eat but I didn't need the rest of the food.
- Big fucking hill #2 was a pain... it was super steep and sandy, which makes for very hard goings. I had to do it 3 times. I didn't want to at all.
- At one point, near the end, I thought "Isn't it nice I haven't fallen at all?" and 2 seconds later I tripped and fell.
- And two miles later I crossed the finish line in laaaaast place.
It is a small race and there were really yummy cookies at the finish line... monster oatmeal cookies! and fresh apples! Instead of t-shirts, everyone got water bottles. I've been using mine since Saturday.
I finished in 2:56:26. Technically a personal record since it's my first trail half. I'll take it.
There's a good chance I twisted my ankle without realizing it, since the next time I ran, I found the pain. I can't tell if it's going to hurt on my next run, but I'm RICE-ing as much as I can. I have a marathon in 24 days and I do intend to finish the damn thing. For that, I need to shuffle some of my training schedule around and be patient with the foot. Prayers for the dumb ankle are being said. Here's hoping.