Monday, October 8, 2007
Des Moines Race for the Cure 2007
I ran the Des Moines Race for the Cure on Saturday. The race didn't start until 9am and it was terribly hot. It was not a good day. I did have a really nice chat with two gals at the start. It was so packed and there were tons of walkers packing the chute. People that had no idea about the pace times that were posted. The gun went off faintly somewhere and we didn't move for a long time. There was a lot of bobbing and weaving necessary to move much. I finally hit Garmin but had no idea when we crossed the start. This seems to be a trend with me. I am usually way off.
I ran pretty hard and Garmin told me 9:23 first mile. Oh man, I was so in trouble. On the bright side, that is probably the fastest mile I have ever done in my life. As is predictable after going out way too fast, the next two were positively brutal. I did some short walk breaks but I had nothing. I didn't want to give up completely and walk in, too much of a metaphor in my life right now, so I continued on. The highlight might be the cheerleaders posted at the corners and the lady who yelled, "hey polka dot, you got it going on." I had on a pink polka dot head band. :)
Someone decided it would be a good idea to put a big hill up to the finish. I finished, but Garmin said I had gone 2.8 miles. So for two days I wondered, if that first mile would be enough to help me PR. It wasn't. In past years, I have only recreationally trained, and have been faster. I'm not thrilled.
34:14
I spent most of the day checking the website, worrying about fellow bloggers and my sis-in-law running Chicago. I did 3 miles in heat. I cannot imagine what they went through, how they felt, the things they saw. My heart is aching for all those people. I told my SIL, we are so proud of her and the training and everything she did, that her victory is in getting herself to the start and that she is a marathoner to us. (thank my sweet husband who prompted me with these words on a note pad as I was talking to her on the phone last night!)
I suppose I can learn something from this advice. Isn't it Bingham who says, the miracle is not in the finish, it is in the fact that I started.
Labels: Race Report
Soldier on my dear. Hugs. :)
I think Chicago is on everyone's mind. One my son's mothers was running Chicago. Looks like she finished but I hope she's ok. We'll hear tomorrow I guess.
I've never had to start a race and stop, but I can imagine the feeling. It is one thing to get to the start, that is a great thing in and of itself. But once there your heart is set and nothing short of the finish line will satisfy it. So I feel for those forced to cancel.
Oh, and you know, you now have the 10 miler and the 5k races you can add to your blog as past races. Wear them with pride, especially your 10 miler!!!!
Great job on your run! I think 34 minutes in heat is pretty impressive! Way to go!
I agree about the miracle being in starting.
And I, too, was concerned for the folks in Chicago. :(
Once again, nice job just finishing in those conditions...and a 9:23 mile rocks!
We had a 1/2 marathon in Evansville yesterday, and I am SO glad I am waiting until 2008 to run it. 13 miles, let alone 26.2, in 90 degrees is not something I'm aspiring to any time soon (or ever). Those poor souls in Chicago....
Hope you have a good week.
You did GREAT Nancy especially when the heat has been nutso, and it was for a wonderful cause :-)
and you and your husband on the phone had all the right things to say...I'm sure that is exactly what she needed to hear.
Nice job out there.
Thanks for all your comments and your concern about me. It was very nice to hear from you!
always exciting to hit those milestones, but yes - you can't help but wonder sometimes if it was too good to be true - did i hit the watch at the right time? what if there was magnetic interference? that is certainly what i am always thinking. at any rate - you did indeed start the race - in that brutal heat - and you finished. way to go!
I did a Race for the Cure last Sept ('06) before I started running. I don't even know what my time was because back then the time wouldn't have even meant anything to me. Pace? What's a pace? In some ways I think the Races for the Cure shouldn't be timed anyway. The time isn't the reason we're out there anyway, right?
You have to take the time from this race and throw it out the window. In heat like that you just can't expect to have the amazing time you uwould have otherwise had. If you are honest with yourself, you will admit that you are in much better shape now and would have easily PR'ed.. under reasonable conditions. Congratulations on a great race!
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