Well, it’s over. I did it. That’s about all I can brag about. 🙂 But seriously, it was…okay.
Location: So the race was in Columbia, Missouri (where I basically grew up, so yay!). The course was…okay. And I think it would’ve been great if I’d actually have trained for the half…but, well, I didn’t. It was mainly flat with two major hills that basically kicked my butt.
Weather: If there was anything perfect about this race it was the weather. Awesome.
Logistics: There was a lot of difference between this and the previous half in April. There were about 700 people and I must say, it was SO easy to get through the start. There were tons of bathrooms to use before the race (and for all of you who’ve done a long distance race, you know the importance of that). After about 1-2 miles the amount of people was really good. Shoot, after 5 miles I basically ran by myself since my running partner was a little more prepared than I was. I also got to run with my dad for the first 2-3 miles, which was kinda cool. It was his first half – go Dad!
Swag: The shirt’s okay – haven’t worn it yet, not technical. Besides that the main plus of this half is the free entry to the Roots ‘n Blues BBQ Festival that day which I didn’t take advantage of because I was tired. Oh, and free pulled pork sandwiches when the race was over. Yum. And beer – which I didn’t have since I wasn’t feelin so hot.
Company: As mentioned above, I got to run the first few miles with my dad and my friend Rachel. At the first HUGE hill Rachel left me in the dust. I told her I’d catch up…but I knew as I said it that I wouldn’t. Just didn’t have it in me. While it lasted it was good though 🙂 I’m so glad they both got to do their half, and they did an awesome job!
Success: I finished! That’s success, right? And I figure…if I could finish a half marathon without really training (oh…let’s say 4 long runs in the 1 1/2 months leading up to it…and nothing else), then that’s saying something.
Results: I believe I finished in 2:07. Which when you compare it to my 1:55 finish time in April is sad. When I say I believe, I say that because I didn’t have my chip timing (lost it the day before the race) and my GPS watch malfunctioned at the beginning of the race…so that’s what the clock said when I crossed the finish line. So I guess now that I think about it I’m probably under that since I didn’t cross the start right when they started the clock. And yes, it was 2:07 exactly. And that’s with me walkin the hills. HA! Oh hills, how I despise you.
Question of the day: Has a race ever gotten to you? What do you do to push through? And how do you motivate yourself after a disappointing result?