Just one race at a time

rest day

Went do the gym and did 4X400 meters. One mile warm up at 9:13 first three repeats were at 7:18 (8.2) last one I did half at 6:40 and then started to really lose form so I bumped it back down to 7:18

Walked three miles with my honey!

Ran two miles at tempo pace, came home and picked up my husband for our three mile walk. The clouds started to roll in.  We turned around after just one mile and with .5 miles left to go it really started to rain hard.  I told my husband sorry but I am not walking in this!  I sprinted the .5 home.  Then I was nice and picked him up in the car.

splits: 8:26, 8:24, 16:30, 11:00

rest

Three mile walk with hubby.  We saw a guy on a bike get hit today.  He was ok but it confirmed to me again why I don't ride outside!

3.5 miles on the elliptical at 9% resistance 21:00 minutes

Yoga - love it!

I had a really hard time getting up for this race after Boston.  I did little training in the three weeks between the race and gained four pounds!  When my alarm went off Saturday morning I almost rolled over turned it off and went back to sleep.  Good thing I had promised my neighbor that I would drive her to the start. 

I got to the race met up with Maynard, Charlie, Mark, and Smooth we set up camp and still no butterflies no adrenalin…nothing.  The plan was to try for a 3:50 and have Mark pace me.  I always go out too fast so his main job was make sure I stayed on pace.  Mark did his job and at mile 13 we were 30 seconds ahead of plan but feeling good.  About here I fell apart mentally, pain started to set in and the fact that I really didn’t want to be there in the first place made it hard not to just quit.  Mark talked me through it and was a great coach.  During the next four miles we lost our lead and ended up 2 minutes behind.  If I kept up the pace I could still PR by 2 minutes, but to be behind was yet again another mental blow.  Mark slowed down at mile 16 and told me to go on, his cold had finally caught up to him.  I latched on to Lowell, a friend of Smooth, and ran with him for a couple of miles until he started to fade.  I than ran into Gavin a runner who was on my Wasatch Back team a few years ago, ran with him until he needed to fix his shoe.   At mile 22 I saw the Zimmerman boy (sorry forgot your name) FLY by he was looking so good I knew he was going to have the race of his life!  Now to make matters worse my ipod died, I was mentally and physically in the crapper, all alone and I had no music.   I walked a lot of mile 23. I decided at mile 24 I was going to pass 10 people there were a lot of people walking so I did this before I hit mile 25.  I had reached my goal so I stared to walk for no other reason than the fact that I didn’t want to run any more.  A man ran up next to me and said “don’t stop you have been pacing me for the last few miles” I ran in the rest of the way but still no excitement even when I crossed the finish line. 

Splits: 8:33, 8:30, 8:24, 8:32, 8:27, 8:41, 8:40, 8:45, 8:42, 8:46, 8:40, 9:28, 8:49, 9:20, 9:12, 9:59, 8:58, 9:09, 9:21, 9:07, 9:34, 9:03, 10:54, 9:19, 10:10, 9:52

I finished with a time of 3:58:58 10^th in my age group.  I have vowed to have a better race at St. George, then again how can it get worse!