|Cheap Medal (I can almost bend it in half). Design mimics the ugly sweatshirt|
- We work too late on a Friday night thus get home late then stay up even later to critique son's costume for the school's Renaissance Festival he was playing the trumpet in the next day.
|He does look good though :)|
- We get up at 5:30am on about 4 hours of sleep.
- We get a late start because Ryan, who is running the race also, is not a morning person.
- We drive through a snowstorm on the interstate (not a side road, or even a major road...we're talking INTERSTATE here) for two hours.
- We text Terzah (who was smart and stayed in a hotel near the race the night before) and tell her we may turn around and go home and go back to bed. We didn't.
- We panic because said road conditions caused us an additional 40 minutes on the road and we are LATE!
- We get to race, scramble to gather our stuff, pick up race packets, say a quick "hi" and a give a quick good luck hug to Terzah and use the porta potty - all within 8 min (that is most definitely a PR!).
- We wear 4 layers of clothing on the top, long fleece lined tights, fleece gloves and wool socks.
- We run 2 1/2 loops on solid snow-packed slippery roads, cursing every turn.
- We run down a very steep hill. Opps, I mean we ice skate down a very steep hill.
- We run 2 miles on a bike path. Opps, I mean we ice skate on a bike path.
- We take hat off and shove in jacket pocket because it refuses to stay on.
- We curse the wind!!!!
- We can't see out of wet hair in face (see hat wouldn't stay on above).
- We question why we got our hair cut earlier in the week and thus won't all fit in it's ponytail. We curse the hairdresser for cutting it too short.
|Official Race pic. Beauty, huh? Notice hair? Nice!|
- We now get to run on ankle turning frozen mud ruts and gravel.
- We give up "MP" run about mile 6 when we realize there's no way in hell you can sustain that pace on ice.
- We have to go to the bathroom - BAD - but there's no place to go and we're in wide, WIDE open space.
- We curse our hamstring, which has been annoying from step 1 because 8 minute pre-race prep time didn't allow ample time to stretch it.
- We vow we are going to give up running long distances (see my last post on my love for 5k's).
- We briefly stop looking at our footing to look at the scenery - which is run along the Arkansas River with large sandstone bluffs on the other side - and think it could be a pretty race course.
- We curse the cold temperatures.
- We get to the dam, the turn around point, and think this is somewhat pretty - but good lord, do we still have 5 miles to go?
- We now get to run in 35 mph headwinds.
|Start of race. Notice horizontal flag?|
- We now get to run in 35 mph headwinds on ice.
- We start making deals with God...."Please God, move the finish line towards me a couple miles and I promise I'll eat more vegetables."
- We thank our mom for taking us ice skating as a kid on the frozen Iowa ponds.
- We want to seriously quit...but realize there is absolutely no way to get to the finish line except to keep
movingsliding forward (no possibly way to have a sag wagon out here).
So finish we do!
My son well-earned his first race finisher's medal. This was his 2nd half marathon - his first, this summer, he ran a 1:36. This one: 2:03. I believe he told me, "I was just happy to finish. Hated that big time. Worst conditions I've ever run in...."
I seriously checked out of that race about mile 6 and by mile 9 was DONE and just shuffled through the last 4 miles.
But I don't regret doing it. I don't. In fact, I'd like to do that race again someday (in more optimal weather conditions, please!) because I do think it would be a gorgeous race course (I wish my brain cells were not frozen, I'd have taken my iPod out of my pocket and taken some pictures). And it's possibly even a somewhat fast course. Mother Nature just had other plans today, and that's just how it goes sometimes. Besides, I got another ugly shirt, and another medal (cheap, whatever!) and it's hanging on my closet door..and Ryan and I got to run a race together - a rarity since he's usually in XC or pre-XC or track or pre-track. We had some great laughs together afterwards :). A race I will never forget.
I did, however, catch some cold bug and have been feeling pretty miserable since the race. Perfect...6 weeks out from Carlsbad and I've barely run a step since last Sunday. Grrrrr! I think Carlsbad is going to be plan C now: survive!!!!!
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