Granville 15-mile Winter Run Race Recap

I honestly don't think I could have scripted yesterday's race any better than it went.  I'm not sure if it was because of the training leading up to the race, the friends who accompanied me, or if the stars just happened to align, but... "everything is awesome!"

 The current movie hit "The Lego Movie",where everything is awesome!

A 1 PM start-time for a race isn't very typical, but I am lucky enough that the half that I ran in November had a 2 PM start, so I had some idea of how to eat pre-race.  I had my customary breakfast (2 scrambled eggs, 2 pieces of toast) at 7:30 AM, and at 9:30 AM I had a bowl of Cheerios.  I had re-read my blog entry about the half, and noticed that I said I probably could've had more to eat, so I made the choice to eat a banana at 11:30, and another one shortly after 12.  I felt great the entire race, fuel-wise, so I think I nailed it on that front.

My running buddy Jen picked me up at 11:15 and we headed out to Granville, which is about 30 minutes east of the city.  We have had so many fun long runs together, and the conversation is always great, so the drive flew by.  The race started and ended at Granville Intermediate School, which was totally awesome because they had the cafeteria open for the runners and spectators prior to the race.  It was a typical (for this winter, at least!) day in central Ohio... snow was falling, and the temps were hovering in the 20's.  As Jen said, it was only fitting for the type of winter that we had... anything but cold and snow would almost seem unfair!

 Random Ohio winter picture... although Granville is this pretty too!

Several of our MRTT pals were also doing this race, which was great.  It was a like a big party prior to the race starting.  We all hung out, hydrated, snacked, and used the restroom several times a piece (another perk of the school being open... indoor bathrooms!).  At around 12:50 we donned our hats/ear warmers/balaclavas and gloves, and headed out to the starting line.  The race itself was a 7.5-mile loop on the roads around the school.  It is a lollipop-shape, where you do half a circle (about 3 miles), then a short 1-mile out-and-back, and then another half-circle back to the start.  There is the choice of a 3-mile, 7.5-mile, or 15 mile race; most of my friends were doing the 15-miler.  

Jess, Tamara, me and Jeanne-Marie (Jen is superstitious about pre-race pics!)

The race started right on time.  Jen, Jeanne-Marie, Tamara and I were at the starting line together, but we all had our headphones on and were in race mode.  I did run side-by-side with Jeanne-Marie for a couple of miles, but soon I was by myself.  I knew what I was in for, since I'd studied the elevation map a bit, and of course Jen had warned me about the hills, but I was still pretty surprised by how quickly they came... and came... and came!  The real hills didn't actually start until around 2 miles in.  Then we hit the "stick" of the lollipop, which was a gradual incline to the turn-around, and a decline back out. 


The course tricks you a bit at that point, with a nice gradual decline for about a mile or so. I took my first GU during this part of the race, just before mile 5.  That was smart, because the real fun begins at around mile 5.5... there was this relatively short hill (only a tenth of a mile) that was steep (28 feet gain), and it was pure slush.  I think it was the hardest part of the race, hands down!  I kept feeling like I was going to fall down, as I had no traction whatsoever... or even just slide down backwards as I ran!  Crazy... once we got past that hill, the next mile-plus was essentially all up-hill.  The "monster hill" was in this part of the race (right before mile marker 6.5), with a gain of 44 feet in just under two-tenths of a mile. Thank goodness we've been doing those weekly hill sessions on Wednesday mornings, because I never would've made it up!

The final mile of the loop was downhill as we headed back towards the school.  I was feeling pretty good at that point.  A few women flew by me, and I called out to them, "Are you doing the 15 mile?"  Of course, none were, which is why they were flying by me... they were finishing their races!  I was very happy with my splits for the first half of the race:

Mile 1: 9:26
Mile 2: 9:21
Mile 3: 9:18
Mile 4: 9:11
Mile 5: 9:07
Mile 6: 9:14 (those darn hills!)
Mile 7: 9:04

I stepped over the finishing pads at almost exactly 1 hour 9 minutes.  This was exactly where I wanted to be, and again, I was feeling pretty awesome at this point.  I knew what was ahead of me, of course, but I realized that most of the runners had stopped after the first loop, and I could tell the runners ahead of me were not in as good of shape as I was. The goal at that point became to see how many people I could pick off.  I'd see someone, focus on them, and as soon as I'd pass them, it was on to the next person.  That is my favorite part of racing... passing people!  I am so glad I took the race out relatively easy, so that I could really race the second half.  The wind picked up during the second half of the race, and it was pretty fierce in the flat areas of the course.... so much so that I commented to two guys who I was passing that I actually preferred the hills!

I took my 2nd GU right after mile 10, as I was approaching the out-and-back part of the race again.  I was excited for this part, as I thought I might see a few of my friends as I was heading back towards the loop.  I really had no clue how anyone was doing.  There were virtually no spectators at this race (I had fun waving to the volunteers, though!), so honestly I was just looking forward to seeing some friendly faces.  I did see Jeanne-Marie just as I was heading back onto the loop, and was able to give her a quick high-five.  I later learned that Jen was right behind her, and Tamara was dealing with some awful stomach issues.  At the time, though, I was so into my race that I couldn't focus on much else.

The annoyingly-slushy hill wasn't any better the second time around (couldn't someone have shoveled it, for crying out loud?  It was only 0.1 miles!), and I was thrilled to be over it.  It was at around that point (mile 13) that I was ready for the race to be DONE. I checked my watch at 13.1 miles and was happen to see that I had ran it in 1:58:50, which is my 2nd-fastest half ever.  I couldn't wait to get to the top of that "monster" hill, though, and look down at the school for the finish!  It was right around here that I was passed by the only person who actually passed me during the entire second loop (I passed 11 people total during that loop... of course, that one person passing me really bugged me!).  I tried to get him during the final two miles, but he had ran a race very similar to mine and just out-kicked me. 

As usual, I was overcome with emotion at the finish.  I choked up immediately upon crossing the finisher pad and the tears started to fall.  I wanted to collapse from sheer pain, but I knew that if I stopped moving, I'd cramp up, so I walked in circles and chatted with the girls at the water/Gatorade table at the finish line.  I really wanted to see my friends finish, but I did get cold waiting.  It was worth it, though... Jeanne-Marie and Jen had a great race to the finish line!  We went inside at that point, and met back up with Tamara and Jess when they came soon thereafter.  

                                                                               Jen and me, post-race (foggy camera!)

Here were my splits for the second half of the race...
Mile 8: 8:58
Mile 9: 8:58
Mile 10: 8:59
Mile 11: 9:03 (mostly uphill)
Mile 12: 8:35 (all downhill)
Mile 13: 8:41 (downhill except for that darn slushy hill at the end of it!)
Mile 14: 8:49 (all uphill)
Mile 15: 8:16 (downhill)

My Garmin time was 2:16:28 for 15.17 miles, which is a 9:00/mile pace.  Officially, I ran a 2:16:24, and placed 46th out of 76 runners (14th out of 28 females, 2nd in my age group--only 6 women though LOL). 

The most disappointing part of the race?  No finishers' bling.  I wasn't expecting a medal or anything, but in past years they always gave everyone a nice mug.  This year: nada.  And only the 1st place finisher in each age group got a prize.  So I walked away with empty hands... almost.  My friend Melanie (another MRTT group member who was running in the 7.5-mile race) had a friend there who represented a local car dealership.  He gave both of us awesome purple windbreaker-type jackets.  They are very cute and I am going to consider it my "finisher's prize" :)

After the race, we skipped out on the soup, got 5-minute massages that were totally, well, awesome!... and then Jen and I headed to a local joint for burgers.  They were not the greatest burgers, but we both would've eaten just about anything at that point.  Running makes you VERY HUNGRY!!! :)  It was fun to chill after the race and rehash everything that had gone down.  I'm lucky to have such a great friend to share it with.  I definitely will do this race again next year.  It makes me feel... awesome :)

Up next on the agenda... it's time to increase my miles!  My first full marathon is just under 9 weeks away, and I need to not only increase my long runs on Sundays, but also dial up my weekday miles.  I'm excited about it, though.  I love training so much more than racing.  No races planned in March, although my son Joey's soccer team might be running in a 5K race, and I will likely run with him if they do.  April will be busy, though, with the Xenia half marathon on 4/6, and then Glass City on 4/27.  Bring it on! :)

Ready for spring

If I were asked to rank the seasons in order of preference, winter would never come out on top.  I love the fall, and the spring is great too.  Winter and summer are just too extreme for me.  I do enjoy the relatively unscheduled nature of my summers, with being on break from school and most of the kids' activities also on hiatus.  However, from a running perspective, I have to say that winter would top summer any day for me.  I really do hate running in high temps/humidity.  

Taken after my 5K PR last July... happy but HOT.

That all being said, I am completely over winter.  We've gone from a polar vortex in early January with wind chills as cold as -40 degrees, to another less intense cold spell (the wind chills were only around -20, but the actual temps were around -10), to Mother Nature dumping 8+ inches of snow on Central Ohio.  All in a one-month period.  I am grateful for Jen, my awesome running partner who doesn't mind running in snow/cold, and for the treadmill at the gym when the conditions simply don't allow for me to get on the road.  Not sure how I managed to rack up 124 miles in January, but I'm pretty darn proud of that, given what I was running through!  I am well on my way to my goal of 1000 miles this year.  In fact, if things stay on track, I could go 1400 for 2014.  Not saying that's my goal... yet :)

Our coldest run together yet--it was -8 degrees out this day, and there was no snow falling... that was FROST on our masks!

Training is going well for my next race, which is a beast of a 15-miler out in Granville in 10 days.  I ran my half out there in November on a relatively flat trail.  This race is the complete opposite... full of hills, both big and small.  It's a 7.5 mile loop that I will run twice.  My new running pal, Jen, persuaded me to give this race a try.  I got the elevation map in an e-mail the other day, and I have to admit, I got scared!  
 

The elevation is in green underneath the actual map... zoom in to get a better idea of what I'm in for!

Holy hills!  However, I have been running hill repeats at 4:30 AM on Wednesday mornings with anywhere from 1-5 other women for the past two months.  We run a mile, do a few hill repeats, run a few more miles, and do a few more hill repeats before running a mile to end it.  For me, it's not the hills so much as it is getting through the rest of the day when I'm waking up before 4 AM.  I've gotten accustomed to it, though, and love my early morning posse of running friends.  

Other than running the hills on Wednesdays, I've been incorporating two faster workouts on Mondays and Fridays (one intervals, one tempo or progressive run), and of course one long run per week on Sundays.  My Monday and Friday runs are solo, and Jen and I do the Sunday runs together.  For the past two weeks I've been lucky enough to fit in a "bonus" fifth run (short and easy) on Saturday morning with Jen as well, which is really just icing on the cake.  I absolutely love running with her; we have amazing conversations and the miles literally do fly by.  

I've also added in some core/strength training twice a week (30-40 minutes each time).  Nothing big... planks, squats, leg lifts, and random core and arm videos that I find on YouTube.  But I really do feel this is helping with my core strength.  I can feel it in my stomach/abs when I am running.  So, in sum, I really do feel like training is going well, and I am excited for Sunday the 16th!  I've never ran a 15 mile race before, so this will be a PR in time as well as in distance for me.  My race plan: take the first 7.5 miles out at a relatively easy pace, and then do what I can on the 2nd loop!  I hope to negative-split it like I usually do on my races.  I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a time goal.  Sub-2:20 (which is a 9:20/mile pace) would rock, given the hilly course and the winter weather conditions.  I'm fine with adjusting that mid-race, though, depending on how I am feeling.  I will update after the race! :)

#megsmiles

Horrible things happen every day in this world, that I know.  I try not to watch the news too frequently, but of course things come up on my Facebook news feed.  It's impossible to escape everything.  Some of the things I read about hit me harder than others.  The Sandy Hook shootings were like that last year.  I couldn't stop thinking about the children, all of whom were approximately the same ages of my Charlotte.  As a teacher, I constantly asked myself what I would do if a gunman came in my classroom.  I found myself crying at the drop of a hat when I would think about the shootings, even months later.

Four days ago, Meg Menzies was hit by a drunk driver while running, dying as a result of her injuries.   

Because I follow so many running pages on Facebook, the story of the tragedy was all over my news feed.  I quickly learned more about Meg... she was a mother... three young children... 34 years old... training for the Boston Marathon.  The more I read, the more Meg's story affected me.  She is so similar to me.   No, I am in no way training for Boston, but both being young moms who run... that right there, it was enough.  In my head, I kept thinking, "What if it had been me?"  I could picture her children when they found out that their mommy wasn't coming home.  Their faces were replaced by my own babies' faces, and of course my heart broke. 

Across the running community, people are running in honor of Meg tomorrow.  I typically rest on Saturdays, but I really wanted to run tomorrow.  Unfortunately, it's probably not going to happen with our schedules.   Instead, I decided to dedicate my 5 miles today to Meg.  I have ran a few Fridays before work by myself, getting up at 4:45 AM and setting out for either a tempo run or a hard progressive run in my neighborhood.  It's the toughest day of the week for me.  I'm tired from a long work week.  I really don't like running alone anymore.  I am afraid of tempo runs because they're so hard.  Today was no exception.  I just didn't want to get up and run.  But today, I wasn't running for myself. I was running for Meg.  Each and every step, she was in my mind, in my heart.  I pushed each mile a little harder, and at the end of my final mile (which was sub-8:00, my 5K race pace), I felt my throat swell with impending tears.  As I walked down my street cooling down, looking up at the moonlight, I spoke aloud to Meg, telling her how sorry I was for what had happened.  Meg, those miles were for you.  You will not be forgotten. 

Oh, baby, it's COLD outside!

The majority of the United States has been hit by something called an polar vortex.  I don't know weather terms... what I do know is that it's frigid outside.  Cold enough that school has been canceled for the past two days.   And, needless to say, cold enough that *this* runner has not ran outside for a few days.

 

Honestly, it takes a lot for me to stay in.  On Christmas Eve, my friend Jeanne-Marie and I ran 10.5 miles in temperatures that had a "real feel" of -2 degrees. It was cold, that's for sure... but we made it through unscathed.  However, yesterday the temperature with the wind chill was down to -42 degrees.  Um, NO THANK YOU VERY MUCH!  That's too cold even for this bad@ss mother runner.

Thankfully, I have a membership to a nearby gym, Fitness 19. I joined last winter, when I was much less hardcore about running outside and in the dark. I did most of my runs on the treadmill at the gym until it got warm (and light) outside.  Let's make this clear: I am not a big fan of the treadmill. I don't hate it with a passion like some people, but I'd much rather run outside.  I've found ways to make it tolerable, including running intervals (e.g. 3 minutes hard alternating with 2 minutes easy, repeated x times) and running progressive-style runs (increasing the speed every so often).  

I came down with a 24-hour stomach bug (given to me so graciously by my 3 year old son) late Saturday night, and sadly that sidelined me for my planned 10-mile run with my awesome running buddy Jen.  I was so upset... I really look forward to our Sunday long runs.  Jen is awesome and we talk the entire time.  She is my Claire (read this awesome article if you have time to understand this metaphor).  Anyway, there was no way I could run... except for to the toilet every 15 minutes :(  So I took it easy and was grateful to feel back to 100% yesterday morning.  Unfortunately, not only did I miss my planned run, but I also missed the final day of temperatures and wind chills above zero. So yesterday, when I was feeling better, I went to the gym to gut out 10 miles on the treadmill.  Yikes!  My PR for distance on the 'mill was only 5 miles, so I wasn't sure how 10 would go.  The first 5 flew by.  I was listening to an interesting podcast from Another Mother Runner, and it was like we were just running along and I was listening to them chat.  Not quite as fun as chatting it up with Jen, but definitely better than nothing. However, after the podcast ended, I turned on my music.  I downloaded a new playlist and it was good, but two annoying things happened during the final 5 miles.  One: the treadmill stopped.  They time out after 1 hour.  Ugh!  So I had to restart it and that was just really... well, annoying. And two: I started to feel my skin chafing on my inner thigh. Ouch!  So I just started increasing the speed so I could be done with it.  Today I'm no worse for the wear, except for two sore pinky toes (first time for that).  And I do feel pretty bad@ss for running for over 1.5 hours on the treadmill! 

 

I am excited to get back outside tomorrow with my crazy 4:30 AM running friends!  Okay, maybe "excited" isn't the best word for how I feel.  It's going to be difficult to pull myself out of bed, and it's still going to be around 0 degrees for the windchill.  I am just happy that it won't be on the treadmill!

New Year's resolutions--they're the thing to do!

Happy New Year's!  My poor, neglected blog... what's a working mom to do?  I really do want to try to blog more frequently this year.   A good goal would be 3-4 times/month, I think. 

Goals... that brings me to the purpose of tonight's blog, which is New Year's resolutions.  I have always loved writing resolutions.  I have done them for as long as I can remember.  I even have my diary from age 9 with my New Year's resolutions in it!  I typically write several, so that I can: a) hit all facets of my life, and b) at least achieve a few of them!





I typically like to revisit my previous year's resolutions on New Year's Day.  Sadly, our computer died this past summer and along with it, my resolutions (which were saved on the hard drive).  I remember my only two running resolutions, though: run my first half-marathon, and run at least 600 miles for the year.  Check, and check!  I am super proud of how I did this year during my first full year as a runner.  2 5K's, 1 4-miler, 1 quarter-marathon, and 3 half-marathons.  Not too shabby!  Oh, and 714.42 miles for 2013.  

So, here we go with my resolutions for 2014..  Let's start with running, since that's the point of this blog. 

1. I want to hit 1000 miles for the year.  I totally think this is doable, as I ran 101 miles for the month of December, and 1000 is averaging around 83 miles/month.   I have some long runs planned in the next few months, so I know I can make it to 1000.



 
2. I want to PR at every race distance, from 5K to half marathon.  So that's a 5K, a 4-miler, a 10K (or quarter marathon, basically the same thing), and a half. 

3. I want to run in my first full marathon. I still cannot believe I am typing that.  Actually, to make it even more believable, last night I signed up for it!  April 27, I will be running 26.2 miles in Toledo at the Glass City Marathon (advertised as "fast and flat").  This is why I will be doing those longer runs in the coming months... gotta get ready to run far!

I'll share just a few of my non-running resolutions as well, just to stay accountable.  I have a lot of them... here are just a few:

1. Monthly date nights with my hubby.  He is far too neglected, and I need to work on that.  

2. Pay off our van by December 2014.  This will mean a strict budget this year, but we've done it before (we became debt-free with the exception of our home in November 2012, paying off over $30,000 in debt in under two years!). 

3. Figure out a system to organize my counter-tops.  My friend Jamie calls people like us "dumpers"... things naturally get "dumped" on flat surfaces.  I confess to being a perpetual dumper. I want to determine a way to get things in their places.  School papers for the kids, coupons, miscellaneous stuff... ideas are welcome :)




 This is not my personal counter top... but it isn't far from reality!


Bring it on, 2014!

Hello, blog, it's been awhile... Race Recap!

As I have said, working + mothering + running just doesn't allow for blogging, unfortunately. Wish I could update this more!  Recap: the last time I wrote, I had just DNF'ed ("did not finish") the Run Like a Girl half marathon on October 5.  Since then, I have had a complete work-up with a cardiologist, including another EKG, an echocardiogram, and wearing a Holter monitor for 48 hours.  All of that amounted to.... nada.  I am as fit as a fiddle.  In other words, we probably will never know exactly why I collapsed at mile 11 of the race.  The best that anyone can gather is that it was a combination of things... perhaps a virus, perhaps dehydration, perhaps low blood sugar.  The bottom line is that I am allowed to run, and that makes me happy!

On to the present.  Prior to running in the half marathon, I had registered for an awesome 4-mile race at my alma mater, Ohio State, which is being held today.   However, after the half, all I could think about was finding another half to run in ASAP.  I smartly chose to NOT run in the Columbus Half Marathon, which was 2 weeks after my race. I really don't think I was ready to run in another race at that point.  I worked on getting my miles back up again, and found a race in nearby Granville, the Fall into Winter 13.1.  I wasn't sure about this race at first.  Granville is notoriously hilly (and we all know how I feel about hills!).  However, two weeks ago a friend and I went out there and ran 12 miles on the trail where the race would take place, and realized it was on an old railroad line.  Out-and-back, very slight incline on the way out, and then very slight decline on the way back.  Gorgeous scenery, farms and woods with fall foliage abound... what wasn't there to love?  Oh and did I mention that it was only $40 to register?  Cha-ching!  I signed up after our training run, and was ready to roll yesterday.

The strangest part about this race was the start time: 2:00 PM.  I have ran a race at 6 PM, and many races at 7:00 or 8:00 AM.  But 2 PM is just... weird.  I had no clue how to eat the day of the race, and of course had the kids to take care of all morning (Joe was in Cincinnati with Joey at a flag football tournament all day).  I ended up having my favorite breakfast (2 eggs scrambled + 2 pieces of toast), and then an early lunch of PB&J and a banana.  In retrospect, I could have had a bit more to eat, but I was worried that might come back to haunt me, so I didn't. 

I ran the race with two friends, Adele and Jeanne-Marie.  Adele is the friend who ran the training run out in Granville with me two weeks ago.  Her son and Joey are in school together, and we became friends a couple of months ago when our boys both joined the same select soccer team.  She's a pro--has ran in halfs, fulls, and even a half-Ironman.  Jeanne-Marie is in one of my running Facebook groups.  We've ran a couple of times together.  Like me, she's a relative newbie to racing, but she ran her first half in Columbus a few weeks ago and went 1:58, so she's definitely amazing!  My race plan was to run with my friends, but to stick with my own happy pace.  Goal #1 was NO miles under 9:00 for the first five miles.  I feel that this was one problem at Run Like a Girl... I had planned on staying between 9:00-9:15 for the first five miles, but I started out at 8:57 and from there couldn't slow down.  It sapped all of my energy.  Jeanne-Marie can take things out strong, so I let her know that I was going to be sticking at my 9:00+ for awhile. 

It was a perfect race afternoon on paper... 60 degrees (felt like 52 or so).  Sunny and gorgeous.  One factor that was not so perfect was the 15-18 mph wind that was hitting us from the south/southwest.  When it picked up... brrr!  And it was STRONG!  The race was very very small.  Less than 100 people running (about 2/3 of them were women).  Because of the location of the trail as well as the size of the race, there was very little crowd support.  I had decided at the last minute to run sans music.  My friends and I did an easy quarter-mile jog to get warmed up, and then it was time to race!  Both the start and the finish were on about .1 of a mile of uneven grass that led up to the trail.  As we ran past the small crowd cheering at the start, I knew that grass wasn't going to be fun at the end of the race!

As predicted, Jeanne-Marie went out a bit fast, but Adele and I were able to settle into a comfortable pace.  She has an incredible knack for knowing what pace we are running at without even looking at her Garmin, and is great about reeling me in when I get carried away (happens often LOL).  So the first five miles went exactly as I had planned.  Unfortunately, I had to leave Adele at around mile 4.2 or so, as she was dropping off of the 9:05-ish pace that we'd set.  We had talked about it, though, and I knew she would be okay with it.  I caught up to Jeanne-Marie at around mile 5.  She wasn't in a good place already, I could tell.  We ran together for about a mile, but again, I realized that the pace wasn't there for her, so I forged on by myself.  The wind was definitely not helping matters.  There were times when we would run by a corn field that was recently harvested and I thought I might be knocked over!  It was all I could do to keep running, honestly.  I kept waiting and waiting for the turn-around at 6.55 miles.  It FINALLY came at 6.75 miles, which meant that the total race was going to be 13.5 miles, NOT 13.1 miles as advertised.  To non-runners, .4 of a mile is nothing.  To runners, that is a TON... a good 4 minutes or so of running for those in my pace bracket!

During miles 5.5-6.5, I kept myself mentally engaged by counting the runners passing me on their way back.  I had gotten up to around 15 men and around 8 women when I hit the turn-around, and I was pretty pleased with where I was at.  Feeling pretty good overall at that point.  The first mile or so back toward the start was awesome.  The trail was at a decline, there was very little wind, and getting to see my friends run by... I had to force myself to stay calm and not over-run too early.  Reality hit me at around mile 9 or so.  The wind came back full-force, and the decline was basically gone.  I was focusing on picking off my competitors as well as gradually increasing my speed.  Things were going well in this department till mile 11, when I started to get really tired, and my breathing got ragged.  I was worried... would I be able to finish this race?  I passed a girl who was in worse shape than me, and asked her if she was okay.  We chatted for a bit... it was her second half marathon, and she had ran a 1:47 at her first.  Can you say Speedy Gonzalez?!!  She didn't have a Garmin, and the mile markers were few and far between, so I updated with where we were at for mileage and pace.  She fell off the pace quickly, and I continued to try to do what I could to stick with my plan of negative splitting.  I knew at that point that I was very likely going to be able to go sub-1:55, based on my splits. That definitely kept me going!  My other big issue: at around 11.5 miles, my right calf started to "twinge", like it wanted to cramp up.  If it had, I knew I'd have to walk, so I just kept praying it wouldn't.  Thankfully it held out the entire way.  I had been trying to pass one woman in particular for about 4 miles, and finally overtook her at around mile 12.  At mile 12.5, we crossed a small road and the race organizer was there stopping traffic for us to cross.  I yelled at him, "This is NOT mile 12.5, FYI!"  My Garmin clearly read 12.9 at that point.  

I contemplated stopping my Garmin at 13.1, but instead just looked at my watch and noted the time: 1:54:18.  I had done it!!!  A sub-1:55 half!  I was still really annoyed that I had another .4 miles to run, though.  Ugh, too far.  It was never-ending, that last part of the race, but I trudged in on that grassy field and finally crossed the finish line at a gun-time of 1:57:57.   My splits...

Upon finishing, I immediately started to cry from the pain and fatigue.  Lots of emotion!!!  After I had my mini-meltdown, I grabbed water and a banana and chatted with the other finishers about the extra .4 of a mile, which they all had logged on their Garmins as well (see, runners are obsessive!).  Then I walked around and watched the finishers and waited for my two friends to come in.  Adele ran in at around 2:08 and Jeanne-Marie came in a couple of minutes later.  Jeanne-Marie had a really rough race and was not happy with herself, but I hugged her and told her it was all good... she had just ran a half three weeks prior, after all!

The fatigue and soreness set in immediately after my race. I was so thankful that I had brought my 110% compression sleeves and ice packs... they slide right into the sleeves, and it was heaven to get that ice on my sore calves.  I made sure to foam roll when I got home, and took a nice Epsom salt bath.  Even after all that, I am feeling it this morning, that's for sure!  But wow, am I ever proud of myself.  A six-minute PR!  Amazing :)  Overall, I was the 5th fastest woman, and I was 2nd in my age group (30-39 year olds).  Granted, it was a small race, but that still rocks :) Only 12 guys beat me, also... go me!

So, what's next?  I can tell you what is NOT next... I am not running in today's 4-mile race!  Thankfully, a friend's husband bought my bib from me.  I had considered walking the race, but glad I made the decision this week to just skip it.  I will definitely run in it next year, as you get to run in the stadium--too cool!  I have several friends who are running in shorter races on Thanksgiving, but I am not planning on doing any of those.  There is a 4-miler at Sharon Woods (a local park) in December that I could possibly see myself doing, provided there isn't snow or ice on the ground (or that it's not sub-zero outside!).  As far as my next long race... I am torn between running Cap City again at the beginning of May and going for a new PR (maybe sub-1:50?!!), or maybe... just maybe... running in my first full marathon (a whole 26.2 miles!) in the spring.  There is a very flat race out in Toledo at the end of April.  I am just not sure I can commit to the training needed to run a full.  So we'll see how it all pans out.  For now, I will just enjoy running with my friends on weekends, and try to fit in my runs on weekdays.... AFTER I recover from this race. :)