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.