From the moment I woke up, I just didn't feel...right. I wasn't excited. I felt a little nauseated - the kind where you know you have to eat something to settle your stomach - and just not great. Low energy. No adrenaline. Just...blah.
|This was my fifth year running this race and for some reason I just wasn't as excited as usual!|
|This drone photo of the race, courtesy of SanCap Aerial Photography, shows that it was a little smaller than in past years.|
At mile three I paused for water and let Elizabeth go ahead of me. By that point I knew I was well off track of my goals, and I wanted to salvage the race and just finish it, but I really couldn't even dig for a negative split. I just kept fading.
This recap is kind of awful because I can't think of what to say! There was no reason for my lethargy. I had a good dinner. I slept well. I had a good breakfast (UCAN, some coffee, and a Gu). The weather was a lovely 74 degrees and not too humid. It should have been a perfect day to PR, but my body and mind were just not there.
|In retrospect, these splits are ugly but they're not as bad as they could've been.|
|But I caught her eventually.|
|Us with Esther and her friend Jenn!|
|She did it!!!!|
Elizabeth had a wonderful finish time and ran a strong, steady race. I am absolutely thrilled about that; I really wish I could've been with her at the end but I know our training together helped her get there and I feel lucky to have played a small part in her success.
|Matt was able to get a picture of Elizabeth's finish! Super strong!|
|Our division - there were only 29 this year. My adjusted time was 1:03:57. The race was definitely smaller than last year!|
|Sean and Matt's finishing times.|
So really, there were some major highlights for the day. Still, I went home feeling let down. After a nap, everything sank in and I cried a little because I just felt so disappointed that my body didn't perform the way I wanted it to. This was a harder pill to swallow than BDR because I really can't pinpoint what went wrong, and anytime you finish a marathon it's worth celebrating. It's hard to say the same for a 10k.
|But I'm glad I ran it, and I feel really lucky that I have running friends to turn to who understand my disappointment and know just to what to say to make me feel better!|
I know I'll continue to get faster if I keep working, and this single race doesn't define my journey. I'm not ready to find a redemption race, but I am motivated to keep chipping away at my times and improving my paces.
And I know, of course, that I'll run it again next year. For some reason I just love this stupid race!