On Sunday, my husband I went down to Delaware to race. I haven’t run in Delaware since August. To be honest, I enjoy running there, and I missed it. It’s about 30 minutes from my house, so I don’t mind the drive down there. I like running along the river and downtown area as well.
We got to the race at 8 am. We warmed up and realized the race started at 9:30, not 9. I hadn’t paid enough attention. I was frustrated, but it wasn’t like we were going to leave. We sat in the car for a few more minutes, ran another mile and headed to the start. We ended up running 4 miles before the start, versus the standard 3. Despite being frustrated, my legs didn’t feel too bad, so I was excited to race.
The race started promptly at 9:30. I nearly tripped over several kids at the starting line but was able to move quickly around. During the first mile, I found myself 2nd women overall and 10th person.
Despite racing the day before I did not feel too bad. I was close behind the first place women. I began to catch her, and we both hit the first mile in 6:02. Immediately I thought, a few seconds faster than yesterday. I know it’s not a good idea to compare races and days, but I found myself doing it anyways.
During the second mile, I began catching a few more people. It was motivating because after Saturday’s race where the wind caused the second mile to be the slowest; I found myself not fading as much. I was becoming more excited it could be a faster race for me. I ran the second mile in 6:06.
The third mile ran right by the start and looped into a nature preserve. The hill wasn’t significant, but it was enough to be painful. After climbing to the top, we ran by a stadium and to the finish. I knew my pace was drastically slowing. My goal became to maintain the pace and be hopefully finish around 19 minutes. When I looked down at my watch at 2.75, and it read 17 minutes, I knew it would be close. I powered through and ran the last mile in 6:11.
I crossed the finish line in 19 minutes exactly. I should have cut tangents better to under 19.
I’m happy with this race. I ran a strong race, and I was pleasantly surprised to run 19 minutes after running the day before. I made the goal of anything under 19:45 I would be happy with. Since I surpassed that goal, I am beginning to realize I am at a different fitness level than I’ve been the last two years.
Questions for you:
Have you ever messed up a race start time?
When was the last time you surprised yourself?