This race wasn't where I wanted it, but it was a PR, but it was also at sea level and at a big meet. I had tapered perfectly for this meet, and my body felt great. I did a warm up with Zach Perrin, and that felt good. We ran a bit with Jake leingang and another kid I didn't know for a bit, but they were going way too fast for a warm up so we backed off. We got some good stretches in, and we were ready to go.
The gun went off, and I had seen that this race usually started out slow so I wanted to make sure I went out hard and got even splits. That didn't go well at all. My first lap was a 1:02, and no one went out with me. It sucked, because I wanted to be pushed that whole race, not just the second mile. Next lap was slow(I wanted to be hitting 1:07s) but I was still on pace(2:11ish). After I just kept running, but slowed down without anyone pushing me.(3:21) 4:32 was my mile I think, and that wasn't where I wanted it, but I still felt great. After I got passed and I just kept running my pace. Then about everyone (except one person I think) passed me. That's 27 people! and it was all done in about 100-200 meters. I just lost momentum when I let the second person pass me, and was terrible. After I can't remember what happened the next lap, but I came across the 2400m at 6:50. I pushed the next lap and got a 1:07, and needed a 1:02 to get my goal. I didn't push it enough here, and when I got to the 200m to go mark I needed to get a 29 sec. to get my goal, but someone tried to pass me, and the person ahead of me slowed, and I got boxed in badly. I finished not where I wanted it. I am a bit dissappointed in myself, but I now have the goal to go sub-9 at elevation. It's a harder goal, but I want and need it.
After the race my stomache started hurting, and I got a bit dizzy. I changed my shoes, congratulated Ben and Jake, then threw up twice near the bull pen. My mom then grabbed my arm and pulled me to the garbage can where I puked 3 or 4 more times. It felt terrible. After I saw Ben and Zach and a few other guys going on a cool down. I went to follow, but then my stomache started hurting, so I backed it off, and went a different way. This cool down had an eventful time of spitting up a few more pieces of lunch. Then Blake Haney (I think that was his name) ran with me for a bit. He ran 8:54 his sophmore year, and took third this year. After my dad ran a bit more with me to bring it up to where I needed. After the race my legs felt great. My stomache, not so much. This race gives me that much more of a want to break 9 though. It will happen this season! | 