Race: Girlfriend's Half Marathon
When: October 16, 2011; 9 a.m
What: A race for just women to support breast cancer research and support
Weather: Perfect, 50's, cool, comfortable, cloudy.
Size: 1,920 finishers; over 3,000 registered
Official Time/Place: 10/1920 1:34:13
Garmin Stats: 1:34:17 and my garmin didn't register a full course. It said 12.96. Not sure what this was about but I don't care too much.
Perks: Awesome shirts, names on bibs, race bags that we can reuse again and again, great volunteers, fudge samples and massages/adjustments at the end, music, samples, a necklace for our medal (love it), GREAT energy!
I came home after my Girlfriend's Half Marathon with a negative cloud over my head. All I could focus on were all the things I wasn't happy about. As usual, I was being WAY TOO HARD on myself. Instead of focusing on all the things that went right (a lot!), I thought of the things I could have done better. I wasn't seriously upset but I joked about feeling like a pansy and there was definitely truth to my joking. The following is my e-mail to a friend in response to asking me about my race:
"I'm such a pussy at the end of races! Seriously, I need to get some "Eat it Suckah!" mentality instead of cheering on my competitors at miles 11, 12, and 13 of a half marathon. I'm such a pansy! Not sure where that dig deepness is with me. I ran okay. 1:34:17...happy with my time...just wish I would have pushed myself more at the end and went to that place of pain...it doesn't last long...not sure why I can't push myself. Seriously, thinking about cuddles with my kids and a latte at mile 12. What??!"
Here are some pics. I'm posting them because they are proof to myself that I did dig deep at the end. It may have only been for the last half mile but I still met my goal. Baby Steps. And you'll notice that the first picture is just a look of "I'm in control and will be slow for my first mile."
|Start. Slow and steady.|
|End of race.|