Philadelphia half marathon was not a goal race for me. While I know I am currently in PRing shape, it wasn’t the race for that. I felt tired throughout the week, and I never felt physically motivated to run either.
I have a post about the race as well as biting off more than you can chew on a big race week.
To training: The week itself was a solid training and taper week.
|Monday:||9 miles easy|
|Tuesday:||5X3 mins hard|
|Wednesday:||8 miles easy|
|Thursday:||7 miles easy|
|Friday:||30 mins easy|
|Saturday:||Philly Half (1:27.44)|
|Sunday:||6 miles easy|
5X3 minutes hard (6:23 pace)
This workout went well. The goal was to run at half marathon goal pace. Running the workout felt moderate but not difficult. I finished feeling confident that Philly half might be a PR race for me(My PR Carlsbad was 1:22.57).
As the week progressed, I fell into a funk. I can’t pinpoint why but I wasn’t excited to run the race. I went from “YES half marathon” to please get me through this week.
My legs started to feel heavy during each run. On Friday, I knew the race wasn’t going to be a PR. It wasn’t going to be a miracle race.
As most people that follow me on twitter know, when I went through security on Saturday morning, they confiscated my Gatorade.
They gave me two options: to drink it on the spot or toss it. So 45 mins before the race, I was forced to toss my fluids. These are the same fluids I know have worked for me every single race. After that fiasco and being thirsty at the start of the race, I made it to the start line. At that point, I had mentally checked out of the race.
While I had a “gold seed,” bib with the elites, I chose to start with the first corral. I didn’t want to run alone and honestly while I had qualified for that spot, on Saturday I didn’t think I had that time in me. That was accurate, and I didn’t run below a 1:27.
During the race itself, I never felt good. My legs were physically tired; I was mentally tired and to be honest, I just wasn’t into the race. As a “running” blogger, not wanting to run a race is hard to admit, but it happens to everyone. When I finished, I felt as though I had run a workout, not raced a half.
Honestly, the course was harder than anticipated, and even if I felt amazing and perfect, I’m not sure I would have PRed. Some races don’t go as expected and that is what happened to me. I’m sad but I’m not devastated. I’m looking forward to recovering and enjoying Thanksgiving this week.
Questions for you:
Have you ever run a race that you just “didn’t have it”?
How was your week of workouts?