Yes, well… I’ve been absent from blog land for quite some time. I don’t have any really great excuses, just life and job and commitments have set some limits on my time. Including my time for running. Since April I’ve been off and on with running, fitting it in when able and doing some cross training too (elliptical, etc.)
Way back on 01-09-11 I posted this about the Tyler Rose Half Marathon. I was excited and had every intention on training for it, like I had for the Waco Half. I even filled out my calendar with my training schedule and everything. Then, well, LIFE got in the way (hate how that seems to happen) and I promptly FORGOT that I had entered. Which meant I didn’t start training either.
About a week ago (one week before the event) I got a reminder email about the Half. The first thought I had was, “No way am I even going to run that thing. That would be craziness!”
Well, I guess I’m crazy.
The more I thought about it the more the idea of a “DNF” (did not finish) bugged me. Plus, there was this small idea of “you only live once” germinating in my brain. I mean, I’m healthy and have been keeping up with exercising so I wasn’t out of shape. It’s just that I hadn’t been TRAINING for a half… so it would be crazy to participate, right?
I prayed and talked about the pros and cons with God on my way to work. The race had a 6 hour time limit, so I knew even if I walked the whole thing, I could still finish. I texted Phil, “You are going to think I’m crazy, but…” and decided to go for it.
I also decided I wanted to keep this personal. Just Phil and myself knew, and I really wanted it to stay that way. I’m not sure why, maybe less pressure to perform but it is what it is.
From the get-go I threw any goals out the window. My ONLY goal was to finish. Whether that was 3 hours or 6 hours, I didn’t care. This was for fun, for the joy of getting out there and enjoying the process of running. Enjoying the course. That’s it.
I settled on a very easy 2/1 interval with a very relaxed pace on the running part. I wasn’t sure how my legs would respond so I also decided on walking the hills (and it was a hilly course). On Friday (the race was on Sunday) I headed out for an easy 3.5 miles to see how that interval felt. It was super easy, so I felt good about the prospects for the Half.
On Sunday, I set out a 6:05 am to head for Tyler. Phil got up to make coffee and see me off, but didn’t go with me. Our plan was for him to drop the kids off at church (we attend one in Tyler) and then head over the the finish line. It felt weird not having him with me; but I got all checked-in, pinned my bib on and found a good spot to wait for the start of the Half at 8am.
One of my favorite things about races are all the people, and people watching. Purple spandex on men should be illegal, by the way (especially if worn by itself). Beth, I think this same guy was at the Waco Half. Remember the guy with the rainbow lei’s?
Anyway, the weather was perfect and the race was great. We started right at 8am, and I finished right at 11 am… 3 hours. I did some MAJOR walking at mile 11 and then for mile 12-12.9 I had to switch my interval to 1 run/2 walk. But I finished the last .2 miles or so running, and ran over the finish line, so I was happy.
Phil was waiting right there at the finish. He said he had only been there about 5 minutes before I crossed the line (he was actually worried that he had missed me). I got my medal and a bottle of water and walked around for a bit, then found a bench to sit.
Overall, I felt GREAT. My legs were a bit crampy, but that’s really it. Of course, I was tired, but never felt taxed that way during the run. I was tempted SEVERAL times to run longer than what I had settled on for my plan… that whole pride thing I think. But, each time I told myself that’s not what I was there for. It was a good run, and I have my second Half medal.
My mom asked if this was motivation to train more now. I’m not sure. I’d probably like to run this one again next year, and maybe just make it an annual thing. However I think it would probably be good to get at least a couple 9 milers in before hand (ie: a little more training that I had for this one).
So, if there is something out there that seems like it would be pure craziness to do… you might want to reconsider. Sometimes you just have to do something that makes no sense at all.
Have a GREAT week!