Cross-posted from the Marathon trainers race report board.
Carlsbad Half Marathon, Jan 23, 2011
Well all, here's what I have worked towards for the past 4 months. I figured I was as ready as I was going to be, having had some trouble with tight calf muscles two weeks prior and not running at all the week prior to the race. It turned out to be a good strategy for me, as I was well rested and very eager to get running that Sunday morning. I had two goals. 1 - to finish, and 2 - to have fun.
I gave myself plenty of time to get in and acclimated to the area, flying in on Friday. I met up with my friend whose bright idea it was to run this, and another friend who came in to cheer us on all the way from Tucson. Gun time was 7:30 for the half marathon, and 6 am for the full marathon. We made it to the start point in time to see the marathoners get started. It was chilly, right about 50 degrees and the sun hadn't come up yet.
I had a bowl of cereal and some milk at around 4:30 am, and a cup and a half of coffee. That gave me plenty of time for my stomach to empty and take multiple bathroom trips needed before I started running. I had some cheap throwaway knit gloves to wear at the start of the race, but ended up taking them off just before the race began. I knew my hands would warm up fairly quickly, so I stuffed them in the pockets of my zip up warm up jacket. I tied the jacket around my waist, and that left me with a short sleeved tech shirt, capris, and a ball-type cap. The temps were supposed to warm up to mid-70s by mid-day, and I figured they would be mid 60s by the time I finished. I was plenty warm. About 30 minutes before gun time, I ate a pack of jelly beans for energy, and had been drinking a power ade since leaving the house.
I took pictures throughout the race with my iPhone, in keeping with my number 2 goal to have fun. Additionally I took voice notes throughout because I knew I wouldn't be able to remember things after the fact.
Voice memo #1 - "Ok, we are getting ready to start and I have to pee. I can't believe this. I will probably just go and stop at the first porta potty or do whatever I have to do."
I'm really wondering now what I meant by "do whatever I have to do." I planned to run with my friend, butI started in wave 6 and she in wave 7 and I told her I would look for her at the first porta potty. Problem was, I decided not to stop because there were maybe a dozen or so people waiting, and I didn't want to wait that long. I never saw her in the entire race, she passed me apparently when I was inside at the second group. I waited for her for a minute or two, and then decided she must have gone on ahead. It didn't really matter much, she ended up going faster than I would have wanted to go, but she ended up walking the last 3 miles. She finished about a minute ahead of me.
But back to the race. The next voice memo was at Mile 1, I am drinking some water and waiting for my friend. I'm feeling good, feeling strong. Clock was ticking but I said I didn't care. I lied. My race plan was to run, and walk the water stops.
The next memo was at 2.6 miles. I had just tried running/jogging slowly and drinking at that water stop, and sucked water up my nose. I, of course, burst out laughing, while I coughed and tried to blow the water out of my nose. Definitely decided to stick to the plan of walking the water stops! I realized by then that my friend was definitely in front of me and just kept going. The elite marathoners had just passed us going the other way, they looked strong and fast! I was about to get my first look at the ocean, definitely the highlight of the race!
At 3 miles my right ankle started to hurt, posterior tibial tendon, I think. I pretty consistently started feeling it at three miles in my long runs. I had hurt it in training from running on crowned roads to the left. I just took note of it, but it went away eventually.
The hills up to the steep one at mile 6 hadn't bothered me at all, I was able to run them and recover pretty easily. When I got to mile 6, I knew I needed to conserve my energy because I was almost 1/2 way into the race and I knew if I made myself run it I risked burning out too soon. I walked the hill, for a 1/2 mile. Many others did the same thing. I got a cool picture looking down the hill. We were close to the turnaround point! Woo hoo! I texted my Tucson friend at the 1/2 way point, and ate another pack of jelly beans.
The race up til now had been facing into the sun, with no wind to speak of coming off the water. I was quite warm. Once we started heading the other way, there was the breeze!!! Ahhhhh...I took off my sweaty ball cap and ran for a bit without a cover, letting the breeze try to cool me down a bit. It was like heaven!
The next memo was at the 8 mile mark. I was on a slow, consistent uphill, but was starting to feel sensation in my side so I decided to walk to try to recover. I was starting to burp the jelly beans, so I decided I wasn't going to try to eat any thing else, just keep drinking the water, and sometimes alternating with the Ultima replenisher.
Somewhere around the 9 mile mark, they started handing out cut up oranges. I wasn't sure i wanted to have any because of my stomach not really liking the jelly beans, but I thought what the heck! I'm in Califormia for crying out loud! They would be sweet and yummy, so I took one from one of the volunteers and chomped down on it. I saw the cutest little girls standing in the line wearing oversized gloves for their little hands, clutching a piece of orange. I wanted to make their day so I slowed down and took one from one of them and told her thank you! As I glance down to look at the orange, I notice it looks like the girl had taken a bite right out of the middle of it. That cracked me up, I guess she couldn't resist it, and nobody noticed her doing that.
The next memo was at the 10 mile mark. I realize at that point I have a 5k to go, and said I can do this. At mile 11 I texted the picture I took of the marker to my friend and whined to her how hard this was getting. She told me to "quit whining and keep penguining."
At the race, they had bands and singers throughout the course. My last voice memo was me sarcastically commenting that it wasn't funny to be coming up to mile 12 to the band singing "Knocking on Heaven's Door". Then I said "Gotta keep a sense of humor, we're almost done." I had some muscles in my left calf start to tighten up periodically and I just kept trying to keep my stride normal, keep the calves loose, and hope I didn't cramp.
I had planned on running the entire last mile (and the .1) but there was another uphill over the freeway and I just didn't have it. I ran and walked and ran and walked until I turned the corner about .3 miles from the finish. I saw my Tucson friend and she got some pics of me, and found out I wasn't too far behind my race friend. Unfortunately there was one more turn before you could see the finish line. I wish we could have seen it a lot sooner, it would have (I think) given me more of a spurt of energy to get to the finish line. Not knowing exactly where it was, or how much farther was a bit of a downer.
But I ran over the mat and my race time was 2:51:52, 168 out of 243 in my age group. I finished, and I had fun.
My legs were pretty well shot, and even today, three days later, I feel soreness in my quads. My shoulder muscles were also very sore, even though I concentrated during the race on trying to keep them relaxed. I can take stairs now though and I don't look like I'm walking on pebbles when I first get started walking.
I've pretty much decided I'm not going to do another one, I think it just beats me up too much. This might seem like blasphemy to some, but I also now do not consider myself a runner. I am, instead, a woman who runs. My goal is not to go farther or keep trying to go faster. My goal is to run for enjoyment and fitness. I may change my mind, but I don't think I will. I think I'll be happy doing 3-4 miles for my routine runs, and on the days I'm stronger or want to try to push it, maybe go for 6. I really like running intervals, so I think I will continue with those. Otherwise I will be continuing to do yoga and some exercise bike riding on alternate days. When it warms up, I might try my hand at trail running.
For me it's about balance. But I can say I've checked off a bucket list item many will never attempt. Yay me!