So tired, so tired after my 1/2 marathon today! We had a great day for it–the race started at 7:30 with temps in the 40s and beautiful sunshine. It was nice enough that I felt confident I’d be comfortable in shorts, and I was.
Three weeks ago I ran a 1/2 in 1:38: 12, so today I was hoping to break 1:38. I went to the race with three friends and we met another there. I love going to races with friends. We have a great time together, and running a race with a friend is as good as it gets. My friend Becky and I are a good match and we set off together, immediately hitting a 7:30 pace and then staying very consistent with it throughout the race. I have to say my legs hurt with this pace right off the bat, but by about mile 4, it felt good.
The course follows a rail-trail path all the way out to mile 7, where you hit a hill and turn around for the return back in on the trail. We continued very steady on our pace until about mile 9, when we started dropping our numbers down to the low 7:20s. It was hard, but still felt doable. Mile 11 hurt like crazy and then at mile 12, well, lets just say Becky surged and I hit a hard wall! My legs were killing me at this point and really had nothing left in them. Up until that point I was tracking for a high 1:37, but I really died in that last mile and ended up finishing 1:38:20. Becky put 30 seconds on me in that mile–she rocked! We finished 1 and 2 in our age group, another of our friends finished second in her age group, and one was the top masters. Not too shabby.
After a race I always like to look back at what worked and what didn’t. I’m not quite sure what the answer was this time. I think that maybe two 1/2s in a three-week span is more than my body is up to? Or perhaps taking this race out at 7:30 on the first mile was too fast for me; the last 1/2 I took it out at 7:45. Who knows? I gave it what I had today and that’s all that matters.
Did anyone else race this weekend? How was it? I love to hear race reports!