Not a good day for me ... sometimes you have good races, sometimes bad. Today was a bad for me ... but the mark of a good athlete is to think about it, but not dwell on it, and move on. So, I am moving on. The course was super hard. I was running with my friend Merry. The first mile is uphill, then a short downhill of about 1/2 mile and then 1/2 uphill (these were about 6% grade hills - worth about 10-15secs) and then downhill the last mile. I hit the first mile at 7:00, the second at 6:58, and then disaster struck. I stopped to pee. I shouldn't have, I know I shouldn't have, I should have just pee'd my pants (TMI I know). It was the toughest part of the race and I let myself get distracted. I am angry with myself now. I knew I wasn't going to PR, but I should of hung in there (pee and all) anyway. Oh well ... thankfully, I don't make my living running. My last mile (after pit stop) was 6:54, as I desperately tried to catch Merry (and more importantly, this woman that I have traded races with a few times). They ran about 21:28 or so, I ran 22:03. I blew my 9th place streak - and fell to 10th.
2 mile wu/ 7+ mile cd with Merry. Happy Sunday bloggers!
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