Sunday, September 30, 2007
Capital Pursuit 2007
I felt pretty out-of-place at the start. I didn't really know anyone and they all looked like amazing athletes to me. I did strike up a conversation with another gal who had a water belt on -- we were practically the only ones. I felt like such a novice and joked, doesn't anyone else need water? I told her my fear was the stations would be closed when I came through. She laughed but I told her I was hoping for around 13 pace. She was so encouraging and nice and said a year ago she had 70 pounds to lose after her 4th pregnancy and could barely move. I told her she looked amazing. Then someone came by and congratulated her on her last HM pace of 8:30. GULP. I asked for her to cheer for me at the end!
Finally we got going and I felt pretty good. Most of the pack had left me by about .5 mile! The first mile seemed to take forever and I thought I must be doing a good job of conserving. 10:59? Uh oh. I kept moving and didn't seem to have any ill effects from the quicker pace. I found some other women back of the back of the packers. For the first 3 or 4 miles the course continued to be secured, and I tried to keep with the 12min cop car. I had to fall back alittle but kept it in my sights and only walked through water stations. Some gals were run-walking and I stayed with them somewhat.
At mile 5 we were all together and I saw my husband and kids. I said, "my babies!" and got a little teary. They had gatorade and a little cup of Sports Beans. They tasted awesome. I caught the walkers and each took a bean. Then I left them for good! What a boost. This was a strange part for me though. I was nearly maintaining a 12 pace, totally shocking myself (and I think my hubby too) and for all intents and purposes, having the run of my life, yet, I was behind the cop car and nearly last. I tried to tell myself not to be lonely or get down and just think of it as my normal run. It was a little hard, though, definitely humbling, but fun and I was so happy that I was running well and my body seemed to be holding up.
The water stop at 6 was out of water and packing up. After that, I struggled to stay with the pack up van! :) No problem, I had my own little crew. Hubby kept driving ahead and stopping. The kids would yell, "GO MOM GO!" Thank God, because I hardly saw anyone else!! One lady asked me, "what is this?" My smart alek reply: "the back of the pack!" I turned the corner at 7 and thought, 3 miles, all down hill, I can do this!! I continued to see my crew and then the pack up crew. I think 8.5 to 9 was maybe the hardest, but not that hard and I kept moving. I kept thinking that I couldn't believe how well I was still moving and feeling.
When I got back into downtown for the last mile, I started seeing people leaving with medals. I really was the only runner I could see looking forward. I never looked back though. I thought it might make me sad. Most people cheered and that kept me going. I could still see the cop car! I should have never looked at myself in the storefront windows, I thought I looked horrible but also was proud that I was finishing. My sweet crew was a few feet in front of the finish, they cheered me in and saw me get my medal. I walked over to the gatorade and then back to my crew. I remembered to stop Garmin at the gatorade stand and was astounded to see 2:04 for 10.24 miles ~ 12:10 pace !! I really hadn't looked that much and had originally thought I would be around 2:15 or even 2:30 possibly. I must have started Garmin a little early and of course, didn't shut it off right away, but I was still fairly amazed. ** official time** 2:00:58
We were standing there a few minutes when one of the gals I had passed (I think there were only 3 or 4!) came in, I cheered for her but I don't think she heard me. Right then, they started taking down the finish line!! It hit me then, that I should at least get an official time!! I walked back and saw Tom Green from Runner's Lounge and my shoe guy and spoke to both briefly.
For my first real race, I really don't think this could have gone any better. My hydration and energy were great and my body held up. Feet are a little sore but they were troupers. I never really was that winded, which I just can't believe at this pace. I am humbled by the 900 or so people that finished well ahead of me and wonder if I could've pushed myself a little more. I will update if/when I get an official time. My crew was the best. Thanks Curtis, Nate and Jay!
Labels: humble pie, PR, Race Report
I did an HM back in May and there was no crowd support, which sucked. It is fantastic that your family followed you down the course for support.
I think most people feel out of place at the start (at least I do and I did my first half and whole marathon knowing no one). But, the great thing I've learned is that there is comraderie among runners and unless someone is super uptight they'll chat and make small talk.
Congrats again - screw the official time, you crossed the finish line and have your medal...
I would kill for a 12 minute pace during my half in November... you have inspired me!!! :)
Awesome job!
I too feel out of place at the start. Your description is how I feel every race. So you're not the only one.
Wear your race shirt and medal proudly - you earned it!
And the family support was out of this world!
I have never done a 10 mile race. We mostly have 5 & 10K's.
By the way I have been followed and passed by many a cop car in some races ;)
Your doing awsome!
Have A Great Week!
CC
I get chills just reading that. My experience is that the back of the pack is friendly. (Not saying the mid-pack isn't, just I never make it there.) Usually people have great stories and are willing to chit chat pre-race.
Best,
Cranky
I thought of you all morning and hoped you were having a fabulous race! Your story gave me goosebumps and tears - you showed the spirit of a runner for the full race! I have finished last and behind the cars 3 times in my life and everytime they make me a little prouder. I have no doubt that some spectator said, "wow, look at her determination - she is out there doing it - I wish I could to". You are my hero!!! You are a runner!
Amy
http://blog.runnerslounge.com
Recover well and you will be so ready for your half marathon!
Congratulations!
You DID AWESOME!! I know I've said this a billion times but you're so stinkin cute! And I looooveeee your attitude!! We're so proud of you!!!
Keep running!
Sandy
Bob A
I won't claim to be able to identify with your perspective on the race, but I have nothing but respect for the back of the packers; I always cheer 'em on once I'm done :)
Sounds like an extremely rewarding experience; again, good job!
I think it's time to change the title to "Notes of a Former Non-Runner". Three cheers for "Runner Nancy"!
Anyway, congrats! You did an awesome job!
If we do better than we anticpate, than we are indeed winners.
I think you should have a contest to rename your blog. The names gotta change.
Great race report!! Very inspiring!
After reading all the troubles you had to get here it's great to see that you had a great experience. I know even with the foot issues you are going to continue to rock your races.
You totally need to change your blog name now though!
If you stay consistant with your training, I'll bet you will get stronger and faster than you ever thought possible.
Great job!!
I am so happy for you. That is an absolutely wonderful time for anybody and it is so cool that you had your own cheering section. Now... get rid of that NON RUNNER thing already.
You The Woman!
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