Well first you, my blogging bffs are the greatest. Everyone was so supportive of me on the tweeting, blogging, texting, bffing end (perhaps you knew I was having a little bit of a panic attack!).
I don’t find long race recaps (with a few exceptions) to be that exciting. Mine are always short and sweet and give you a general feel instead of being so indepth. I lack the memory of an elephant so god knows I can’t remember all the details either. But besides if you feel great one mile but feel vom.com the next and then someone cut you off mile 3…blah blah blah at least you finished and I’m super happy for you. Not all races will be your best or you favorite that is why you have one of each.
Another pet peeve of mine is people that complain about particular road races because of hills, rain, snow, the course or ect. Unless you are forced to run the race because if you don’t run your great grandma will be sacrificed please don’t complain because you signed up for it.
Anywho with that being said. That giant hill in the middle of the race was awful but I made it through and for that I’m happy.
I wanted to talk a little bit about pacers. I had never run with a pacer ever before. I mean they had them in a few races I had been too but I had always done by own thing.
My ultimate goal is to run a half marathon in sub 1:35. That may happen next half, that may happen 2 years from now but that is what I want to do. Of course, they had a pacer for 1:30, 1:40, 1:45, 1:50 and up by five minute increments. Did they have 1:35? No.
I didn’t mind too much though because I negative split my races anyways so I thought it wouldn’t be a problem. I thought the pacer for 1:40, would start out at a 8:00 mile pace or so and work our way down to below 7:37 to compensate. Oh no, we just went all willy nilly at a below 7:30 pace on the first mile.
That is not the way this girls rolls.
I thought I was going to have a heart attack at mile 2. I kept wondering to myself why is he going so fast, this is going to put us well below a 1:40 half marathon.
Then mile 7 came and enter Highland Park. Highland Park-I’ll let you do the math. I was the only one who kept with my pacer bestie up the hill so we kind of bonded for a while. I told him I wasn’t going to be happy with myself at 1:40
My exact words to him were were “We can be ten mile besties but we have to break up after that”. I don’t talk much through races (actually unless I’m not “racing” I don’t talk at all. But the pacer asked me about my previous running and I told him essentially my whole running life story in 1 mile and then told him I’d be breaking up with him at 10 miles and he would have to find a new bestie.
He told me he I was the most interesting person he has paced with.
I um seem to get that a lot. I think I have a future in being a pacer.
All in all, I enjoyed my time running with a pacer but it made me really realize that no one runs the exact same way. Obviously, I already knew that but some people go for the method of taking it out strong then dying, negative splitting each mile, or just an even split. I’m personally a negative splitter but I got out of my comfort zone at the race which was what I needed.
Here are some important fun times:
So my enjoyment of the race was from the crowd, the actual race course and running (and froyo) makes me happy.
My not so enjoyment is now I need new running shoes (RIP Baby Newtons) and my glutes are sore from hill climbs.
Question for you:
- 1. Ever ran with a pacer?
- 2. Favorite race?