No official race photos yet, but I do have a few I can share. 🙂
Let’s see, i’m not even sure where to start. I think part of me is still in awe that I ran 13 miles…and would do it again.
So to answer that question, yes, I would definitely do another. My sis suggested I make my next one a big one, so we’ll see. While this one was great, it was still pretty small (about 1,000 runners). She thinks the energy of a larger race will help me push through and stay motivated.
The morning of, I decided that I didn’t want to eat anything in advance. After reading a blog post about “fasted running” and realizing it was actually a thing, I thought maybe I should just stick with it (since I had been doing it without knowing). I ate a pack of Extreme Sport Beans about 30 minutes before the start and that worked well. I took a Clif fuel around mile 10 but may not have had enough water with it.
That aside, here are my post race thoughts.
- I felt good. My legs/shins/knees felt fine.
- The weather. Around 50 degrees, so perfect for running.
- My outfit. I went with the green pants (of course), a black shirt, a green hat, and a Buff that had lots of color.
- The support. My family (mom, dad, sister, sister’s boyfriend) and two close friends came to cheer us on. This was the best part.
- The atmosphere overall. This was a big thing for our town and I loved the energy before the start and after the finish.
- I loved being a part of this half group. So cool!
The not so good
- Traffic. Unfortunately the route wasn’t as closed to traffic as I had hoped. (you’ll actually see a car in the background of one of the photos) I was really looking forward to running in the road. While some roads were closed, quite a bit were not. From mile 8 or so to 10+ we were on roads that were totally open to traffic and running on the sidewalk. I didn’t love that. Some people had big issues with cars not wanting to stop for them. Thankfully I didn’t experience any issues, but it was still less than ideal.
- Water. I swear that the first route map showed water stops every mile. As a result, I didn’t wear my belt (with my water bottles). It turned out that water was very 2+ miles and there were definitely times where I needed it and it wasn’t there. Lesson learned.
- Not water at the hydration stop. One time I grabbed the sports-drink instead of the water, thinking it would be similar to gatorade. Unfortunately it was the chalky tums-like stuff that I had tried a few weeks/months earlier and hated. I took a few sips because I needed something and didn’t want to go back for water. I could barely get it down so I tossed it. Yuck.
- My stomach. I blame the above mentioned drink, but it may have also just been due to pushing a bit harder. I ended up quite nauseous during mile 11 and walked more than I wanted. The choice was puke or walk. I chose to walk. I think I still stand by that decision. After crossing the finish I actually walked to the water because I thought I was going to be sick (which I wasn’t).
- The race size. Because it was a smaller group, there was a good amount of solo running. From mile 8 to the finish, there were people around me but not many. Mile 13 was really spaced out. I guess this is back to my what my sister said about the crowd really helping.
Nothing about the day was really bad and overall I had a great time and was happy with everything.
Post-race they had free beer and I figured that once I was done I’d want nothing more than a beer. In actuality I wanted nothing to do with beer…or food. I had some water and forced myself to eat some banana (it took me about an hour to eat 1/3 of a banana).
And now, here are some photos.