Jim and I headed to Wichita on Saturday and went straight to the expo. We met up with Jon from 2SlowforBoston and chatted awhile. Well, Jim chatted, I had almost no voice and had to talk in a whisper or sound like a 14 year old boy going through puberty with my voice cracking every other syllable. But, it was still nice to get to meet him. Hopefully he didn't think I was rude for not talking more :)
|Jon, Me & Jim|
Race morning came and I still felt pretty bad. I hadn't slept much the night before (or really for the past 4 or 5 days) due to the hacking cough, but I was up early and ready to give it whatever I had. I could tell Jim was nervous and I tried to say motivating and encouraging things. It was going to be his day, not mine. Luckily our hotel was super close to the start, so we stayed in until almost 7:30 before we headed down to the starting line. The race started at 8am.
|Me & Jim pre-race|
|Me & my friend Christa (Jim in background)|
My friend Christa was also in town for the half marathon, so we met up before the race started. She is MUCH faster than me and I hadn't planned to run with her at all as I knew I needed to start slow and take it easy. But when the gun went off I found myself running with her and talking. I was feeling pretty winded already. When we crossed mile 1, I was doing a 10:46 pace. I know this is slow for most people, but for me, especially recently, it was fast. I told Christa I was going to have to slow down if I was going to make it through the race. I was already feeling pretty exhausted. Christa said goodbye and headed off. I slowed down into a more comfortable pace....or so I thought. Somehow mile 2 was actually a little faster than mile 1, but yet I was feeling pretty good. In spite of my cold and lack of running I did a 10:38 2nd mile. I somehow start thinking I'm Super Woman. UM, maybe I'm running faster because there is a 20 mph tail wind and I'm going down a slightly downhill stretch......but no, suddenly I start thinking, wow maybe I'm stronger than I realize and I can run this pretty fast today. I'm an IDIOT.
From miles 3-8 I still managed to maintain a pretty consistent pace of about 11:20, not bad really. But then at mile 9, it HIT me. All of a sudden I was running straight into the wind, and climbing a small, but gradual uphill. The lack of mileage and the sickness really start to take their toll. I totally crash. I started wishing this was a 10 mile race like my last one. 13 miles was going to be HARD! Miles 9-11 were in the mid 12s. I started run/walking every 5 minutes or so. I continued to get more tired. Miles 12-13 were just hard. I was walking more than running and averaged 13:30s. I finally saw the finish line and couldn't have been happier. I finished in 2:37 an 11:59 pace overall.
I found Madi and Nate (my step-daughter and son-in law) at the finish line and waited for Jim to finish. In the end, unfortunately the day wouldn't turn out as planned for Jim (you can read his race report here). I was so disappointed for him. I knew how hard he had trained and how much this race meant to him and I could feel his pain.
Overall, the weekend was just kind of downer...but that was just due to personal experiences. The race is great, and I would recommend it to anyone. They give an awesome medal and a nice technical finisher shirt at the end. The course is flat and runs through some beautiful neighborhoods and downtown areas. But sometimes, it doesn't matter how great the race is, it's just not your race. But we still had a good time in our own way. It's always great to spend time together doing the thing we love.
|Cool Technical Tee finisher shirt|