Hi, everyone
I have run only one race since the HM in July, and that was a 5K August 20, with only 27 runners. It's hard for me to imagine a race with "only a few 100", let alone one of the huge marathons with 40,000 people. I live in a fairly rural area, and work makes it difficult to seriously travel, so I look for local races. Since there aren't that many it makes for a little more incentive to enter when I have the opportunity, which is what happened with this last race. I wasn't really sure I wanted to get up early on a Saturday and run hard.
There were some good things about this race, one of which is that I knew the course, both because it's local and I have driven over these roads, and because I ran the same race last year. The weather was sunny, and not *too* hot. The best thing was that when I arrived I found out that the race was being run in the opposite direction from last year. It's a loop course, and last year the second mile was a long shallow uphill, with a steep short downhill around mile 2 1/2. Running the short steep hill uphill near the beginning, and having the long shallow downhill in the middle made me much happier. My strategy was to rest my legs with the uphill, by taking short strides, and trying for longer strides on the flat and downhill sections, when I didn't have to worry about getting out of breath -- my stride rate stays pretty constant, so the only was I can run faster is to try to lengthen my stride. As always, the biggest barrier to running faster is the mental part that tells me that I can't do it. I've been running five miles for my regular runs, which helps a little, as I try to convince myself that 3.1 isn't all that far.
Even with such a small race they had a professional timing group, and at the finish line a large LED display that showed the elapsed time. There was a short uphill and then a left turn to a relatively flat stretch heading toward the finish, and at this point I tried to run really hard, with the time clock being a real incentive as the seconds ticked off. I could tell as I went by that I had finished in 25:59.xx, which was rounded up [my brother, who is the real runner in the family, tells me that times are *always* rounded up, even 0.01 second is rounded up] to the official time of 26:00 -- but I have the satisfaction of knowing that I came in under 26 minutes.
I felt pretty good about the time, but I'm still not sure how it happens that I can run faster in a race, when it seems as if I'm working just as hard on the regular runs.
There's supposed to be a 5K this coming Saturday, but that's probably going to be my last race this season.
Steve and Marie, I hope that you're soon beyond your injuries and back to running.
Jo Ann, I am in awe of the incredible things you are doing -- you go, girl!
Robin