Showing posts with label 13.1. Show all posts
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Saturday, October 5, 2013

Danville Half Marathon

D stands for Danville as well as disaster. That sums it up, but I'll fill in a few painful details.

First, there's the latest heat wave in VA. I am so over it! Arrrggghhh...I had high hopes when the wonderful Fall air hit a few weeks ago, but I should have known, karma seems to be trying to pay me back for something awful I did and gifted me with an 89 degree day with 88% humidity.

Second, the late start time at 9:00 a.m. made most of the running in full sun. If they had started earlier it would have been a lot more enjoyable.
  • I never run that time of day. The course had very little shade; strike one.
  • I have been sick with a lot of stuffiness and a sore throat for a few weeks now. Even after antibiotics I still don't feel 100%; strike two.
  • The past few weeks I have felt overly irritable and very warmmmm..I've had an unusual amount of headaches which I think are hormone issues or really lack of hormones; strike three.
 So I left the house and tried to be optimistic, tried to ignore how dang hot it was, and tried to be in denial that the odds for a good day were stacked against me. I only exercised one time this week trying to rest and hoped the fatigue I've been dealing with would go away. I tried to focus on the fact that I needed a good calorie burn and I was going to get one.  

Fast forward to mile three I considered just leaving. I was getting nauseous and having flashbacks of summer running. My summer runs were enough to cause post traumatic stress disorder. Mile four I talked myself into finishing even if it was super slow. Mile five I started walking trying to cope. Mile nine my left foot started burning and I considered leaving again. Mile ten I realized there were no port of potties on the course...geesh 13 miles is along time and I had to find somewhere to duck and go. That took four minutes because I had to wait until no one was passing....really!? only port of potties were at the start finish area. Lastly, for all miles listed above my legs felt like I had lead weights in my shoes, which really disappointed me since I had rested so much.

When I finally got to the end I could not wait to get out of there and shower. I didn't even ask anyone to take a picture. I did speak briefly to one girl in the parking lot and she said she wasn't feeling well, she was having a hard time with the heat. I also spoke to an older man who was parked near me who had run a lot of half marathons. He said this was the slowest one he had ever completed, he had to walk a lot at the end. Someone else heard him and commented this was their worst race ever. I suppose that should make me feel better, but it doesn't.

It was a two hour drive home. I had lots of time to think about how bad I sucked. I think I may retire from doing races. Races are only fun when you have a great one.
Open road - cruise control :)

On a positive note - driving west in the state means very little traffic and cruise control rocks when your legs are too tired to push the pedals and it saves lots of gas.
I have gas left over :)















Side note: I did drive to Danville to stay the night so I could sleep in. The hotel screwed up the reservation so I didn't have to pay for the room, however my room was facing a patio to a pub that was about 3 ft. away. There was a live band playing and it was a loud! I took two Benadryl and went to bed. I did have a place to shower after the race and it was free. Would it go smoothly though, of course not. The room key didn't work when I came back all yucky. All I could think about was soap and shampoo and the swipe key wouldn't work. I ran to the office and the guy swiped a new one and that didn't work, so I had to keep running back and forth until the desk guy finally let me in. How much can I complain though, it was free.

The race bags they gave out were a cute Halloween theme. The medal is not really a medal, it's a square.

Overall 2:36:00   avg. pace 12 min. a mile. That's a big fall from 2:13:03 Thank goodness I have that time. I actually considered not crossing the finish line so that time wouldn't be recorded forever, but I resisted the temptation. That's the best I could do and that's the time I have to live with.  
Cats were happy to see my suitcase. I don't think they cared I was gone.

Sunday, September 8, 2013

The Morning After

Observations after my first half
  • I can feel a tightness in my rear and hamstrings I normally don't feel after I run. Not sure if adding the extra miles or not being able to get down on the ground and stretch right after the race is causing it.
I did walk and stretch for 15 min. before I got in the car to drive home. I had intended to bring my yoga mat and stretch yesterday and ended up forgetting my mat. I was so nervous in the morning before the event I couldn't really think straight.
  • I did develop a terrible headache about 4 in the afternoon yesterday and I was feeling unusually tired so all I could do was take a nap. After an hour nap I woke up feeling fine.
  • Today I woke up and my body feels like I worked out hard. I don't hurt anywhere but my muscles do feel tight and I feel like I need a day to recover.
  • I ran in a new pair of Brooks Ghost for the race. I broke the shoes in running a half in them and I have to say my feet feel really good this morning.
  • I realized today I forgot to put a little water under my heart rate monitor to make a good connection, so I don't think my Garmin was ticking quite right until I ran and started to sweat a little. That would explain my time being off the first mile. I knew it was fast but more in the 8 minute range makes sense. I keep saying I was nervous, but I really was just barely functioning. My mind was in overdrive so I guess it's a miracle I made it to the start finish line dressed with my headphones, IPOD, sport beans, etc...
  • Lastly, that's a long way to run. Trying to run that far on my own is going to be a challenge unless I find a hydration belt that doesn't drive me crazy when I run. I drank two cups of Gatorade and water when I stopped at mile 12 yesterday. I had been taking a little water along the way but I reached a level of thirsty I don't usually feel, so I knew I couldn't deny my body what it needed.
Overall it was a great experience and I feel like I was prepared strength wise even though I had never actually ran that much distance before. Do I feel confident now about doing it again? Honestly...no. It took so many factors to make a successful race for me I will probably still be all knotted up my next attempt at a half.