Me: This is going be so fun, can't wait to PR! Leslie (left): Yeah good luck with that!
It was at this point I realized that I could just take it really easy like Vegas and walk/run the 2nd half of the race or I could keep up my lame pace but try to finish as strong as possible. I opted for that latter because I didn't want the whole race to be a bust and I am over giving up on myself. In retrospect now I am actually pretty proud of my time, I had to work hard for that 2:11. I walked a few aid stations but kept running the rest of the time until another mindf*** came flying by me around mile 9...her name is Leslie. All of sudden I hear, "ummm friend, excuse me but what the f are you doing?" Considering I had told her I was hoping to PR she knew I was nowhere close. On the other hand Leslie was having the race of her life. We chatted for maybe half a mile (i.e. she talked and I tried not to die) and then we hit an aid station and that was it. We both stopped for water and when she started up again, I just couldn't.
The funny thing was, a week prior we were doing a 5 mile training run (my first run in two weeks) and talking about my lack of training and Leslie actually said, "well good maybe I can actually beat you on this race." I laughed and said, "I don't think so." I told you...DELUSIONAL. I don't know why I think I am the exception to the rule. Any who, beat me she did, with a 3 min PR (2:08). I am very proud, she killed that course and will probably have a pretty good chance of beating me again in Portland unless I can work some magic these next two weeks.
I ended up slugging out those last four miles, only walking the hills. All in all I am proud I didn't totally give up and still felt fairly accomplished crossing the finish line. One funny thing I noticed was the comments that the spectators yelled out and how I processed them. One guy yelled, "pain is temporary, quitting lasts forever" and that got me to keep running in the last mile when I really wanted to walk. Another little girl yelled, "you've worked so hard for this moment, finish strong" which I am pretty sure slowed me down because all I was thinking was "no I didn't, I didn't work for this at all, I didn't even try." Maybe I shouldn't take my self loathing out on innocent children:)
Once again we'll call this race a lesson learned! The question will be if it motivates me or just makes it so I continue this vicious cycle of not training and not learning. Stay tuned.
Kill me now!
|5 Km:||29:35 Pace: 9:32|
|10 Km:||1:00:41 Pace: 9:46|
|7.5 Mi:||1:14:24 Pace: 9:56|