Age place: 15th of 34, Overall place 411 of 1,619. Time from gun to start mat: 2:14! 40F, light wind (except strong head wind last mile), occasional light rain 2 Accelgels Attire (worked quite well): Nike tights (light), thin tech shirt plus thicker half-zip top, cap, Smartwool gloves
Splits 9:28, 9:27, 9:08 , 9:20 , 8:53 , 9:08, 9:01, 919 , 9:01 , 10:12 , 8:58 ,10:05, (last .1) 9:32 PR of about 2 minutes.
I am very happy about my results, but not very happy with the race overall. I did not enjoy myself as much I thought I would, for reasons below, and I do not think I paced myself well. But I learned a lot and it was an excellent workout. It is very gratifying to see my time come down, especially given the challenging course.
If I said I had a course PR of 3 minutes, that would only be about 70% true, as at least 1/3 of the course was completely new to me, including the challenging finish miles. The happy me says, "This course is gorgeous: woods and beautiful homes and Lake Washington views almost all the time!" The grumpy me says, "This course is nothing but hills, hills, hills! When you're not going up, you're going down. It's a Leg Eater. It's a series of ski hills, minus the chairlifts." So, yin and yang and all that jazz.
The start area was up an alley behind the Community Center. Not good. All of us late-porta-potty users scrambling to get into the alley entrance without going near the chip mat and trying to move down to our own corral through a mass of bodies. Not pretty. It took me about 4.5 miles to stop feeling boxed in by slower runners, and I really think it's because people felt relieved just to make it into the alley, let alone move back to where they belong by pace.
Around mile 5 I was no longer fighting bodies to keep my pace and I had a few fun miles on the "rollers." The long hills come later in the race, when your legs are nice and thrashed. But until around mile 9 I was pretty happy. I saw I was on course for a possible sub-2, but I was pretty sure it wouldn't last. As I mentioned before, the pacing just didn't click for me early and I spent a lot of energy trying to get around people.
Mile 10, the dark times. Here is where one of my great character flaws comes in. When I get to a certain level of tiredness, I have a hard time caring. Goals are reevaluated. Not walking becomes a great virtue. Mile 11, I rallied, as you can see. Mile 12, I had the school spirit but no pom-poms. Did my best. The last .1 is uphill. Dang those hills.
The good: beautiful course, perfect running temperature. DD & DH were there at the finish as well as my Ravelry friend, who won 1st in the 10K for our age group. The bad: rotten start area, poor endurance through the hills (despite where I live! sheesh!). The ugly: trying to get away from the guy at mile 11 who was retelling the account of his friend's eyewitness report of Rwanda. Machete count.... I don't want to know!!!
Burning questions: Does a hilly, tough, 2:02 half-m mean I have a shot at my 4:05 BQ in May (on flat)? Should I be worried that I actually faded at mile 10, despite my 50 mpw and hilly terrain running? Did I have a "bad day," but it doesn't show as much because I am just so.... (stop laughing!)? Did the 5K I raced last weekend have a lingering effect on me today? If I loved, loved loved these shoes at 13 miles, will they be ok for a full 26.2? If my calves are hurting already (usually there is at least 24 hours delay), does that mean the shoes aren't ok for distance, or was it just the hills?
Best thought of the day: I was about 2 minutes faster today than I was on my half in January, on a harder course! Thanks everyone, for encouraging me along!!!
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