My goal going into this race was to break 1:50 (5 min PR from last June) and in general not to die. My Garmin clocked the mileage at 13.25 miles (PURE EVIL) but with Google and a pace calculator I was able to see that at 13.1 miles I was at 1:50:43 – boogers. My official race time was 1:52, so sad. I figure that extra mileage can be accrued from wide streets, dodging people, taking turns wide, running to water tables, and so on. I am calling it a semi victory and am going to bask in the almost 1:50 time. If you want to tell me other wise please do not, I am enjoying only being a few seconds off and am totally comfortable blaming it on everything but me : )Race conditions were pretty spectacular, it was slated to rain all day but held out for the entire race! Temperatures were low 40s and I decided on my running shorts, a long sleeve cool under armor, and a purple running t-shirt. Frankly I wish it was magenta like the instagram photo above, it looks way more bad-ass. I woke up at 5:20am, started to stretch a little, and ate an AMRAP bar. I really do love those things. We caught the 6:30 metro to the start location and arrived around 6:45am. I have to give mad kudos to the organizers because there were a half a dozen or so porto johns in EACH CORRAL. How smart is that?? I found my corral, hopped in line, did my business, and then did some strategic planning with Brennan to figure out where I should stand and he should stand to take some pictures. I have to say a million thank yous to him for being the best camera man ever and helping my friends figure out where to go to cheer also. Thanks babe!
Each corral moved up and were let loose a minute or two apart from each other. I made sure to get right in front so Brennan could get some pictures of me. Look how happy I look, so naive, so unaware that since I train normally at a 9:00-9:15 pace that trying to run an 8:14 – 8:23 was going to hurt. So adorable. I came out of the gate at a cool 7:30. That was smart. NOT.
The first 5 miles were great, my splits were 8:33, 8:20, 8:22, 8:08, and 8:22. The first listed spectator spot was at mile 5 and that is where my friends and Brennan planned to meet. Brennan called me as I was at 4.25 miles and told me to look up when I got to mile 5 because they were on a bridge. I have no clue how but I spotted Brennan surrounded by neon signs and guessed correctly that the signs were for me! I freaking love these guys and the signs were great. Also a huge air hug to Bobby for listing the blog and one of those funny little black box codes, how do you even do that? Who cares, he knew how and that is awesome. Thanks Bob : ) Bren got a sweet camera for Christmas that will take rapid fire shots and looking through pictures I realized how much I run with my elbows out. He will occasionally make fun of me for it but I never really thought it was true, unfortunately it is, oh and I run severely pigeon toed ha! I obviously only picked the semi attractive pictures to post but trust me on this one.
After mile 5 the race went a little downhill. Well uphill to be exact. At mile 6 a steady and mean incline showed its ugly face for 1/3 of a mile. WTF race people, who does that. I was feeling so good and kept looking at my watch and see sub 8:10 pace and getting all excited but forced myself to slow down, then the hill came. I didn’t have to try to slow down at all, I just had to try to not stop and walk, mile 6 clocked in at 8:18 and then mile 7 was a 9:10, I was soooo sad. My spirits just crashed and I got really upset with myself. The next miles went like so: 8:26, 8:24, 8:27, 8:21, 8:59, and finally 8:20. Pretty consistent minus a little hiccup at 12. I did notice that I PR’d by about 3 minutes for my 10 mile time, which got me pretty excited!
This race was not super spectator friendly and Brennan got to the finish line with a minute to spare watching me cross. A fence blocked him from getting good shots of me crossing so I am going to be sneaky and use the ones from rock n roll (thanks guys!) I did get a shot after with my medal and him! I have nothing to say about the post race goodies because I didn’t get any… Once I finished the race I went to find Brennan because I knew he had been running all over DC trying to take pictures of me and I wanted to say thank you and give him a big sweaty hug. The only problem was that the finish goods took me in the opposite direction of where he was and I had no clue where it would dump me so I went to find him first. AND THEN THEY WOULDN’T LET ME BACK IN. Shame on you rock n roll. When I went back there were half a dozen people or so right behind me and we all were furious, screaming “ALL I WANT IS A BAGEL I JUST RAN A HALF MARATHON” I am sure the guy was just doing is job but I was still a little peeved about it. This is the first race I have attended that was so strict and I just wasn’t a fan. Especially because of how expensive the race was. Gimme a fricken banana dudes.
After I was denied re-entry we headed back to the metro to get home. Sasha had puppy class at 11:30 and it is an hour drive so we needed to hustle. I needed some food so we made a pit stop for pitas right when we got off the metro, chicken and steak gyro meat? YES PLEASE. I went to training all gross and sweaty and the parents of Sasha’s brother were super impressed I ran a race before training, nbd I’m a runner… haha.
Seeing that it was St Patricks Day weekend and my last name is Kelly (hello Irish, don’t let the dark complexion fool you, I am only half Italian) we headed to a nice pizza and beer bar around the corner. I polished off a 10 inch pizza on my own, it was called the “Smokey Blue” but I don’t like blue cheese so I had them do a mix of goat and feta, the rest of the ingredients were wood roasted onions, baker’s smoked bacon, organic tomato sauce, rosemary, and balsamic glaze. It was stinking delicious. Not even remotely paleo but that’s okay. I’ll go back to my normal ways on Monday! The last two pictures that you are probably drooling over was the BEST breakfast the boy and I have ever come up with. We made pancakes (I used reeses pieces and he used hershey drops), some scrambled eggs, and dinosaur bbq pork! The pancakes totally stole the show. Thank you 711! Once breakfast (if you can call 11am breakfast) was done we made some popcorn and watched dark shadows. Probably the healthiest morning I have ever had… NOT. It was great fun though.
This week is a rest week and I’m looking forward to it. I think I may go to yoga Monday but we shall see. Tuesday I have 2 soccer games, Thursday rugby practice, and Friday we are taking off at 11am to head up to our parents! I haven’t seen my folks since Christmas!! That is 3 months tooooo long.
Running Chitter Chatter
Q: Did you race this weekend? How did it go?
Q: If you didn’t race, did you run this weekend? How many miles?
Q: What is the next race you are doing? How are you preparing?
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