Tiffany's PR's

Tiffany's PR's
~1M: 07:43
~5K: 00:28:51
~10K 01:03:56
~Half: 02:28:04
~Marathon: 04:59:11

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Georgetown to Idaho Spring Half Marathon



Official Time: 2:28:04
Age Place: 220 / 278
Gender Place: 1137 / 1550
Overall Place: 2044 / 2575

Heading into the Georgetown to Idaho Spring Half Marathon I felt very nervous and uneasy.  My longest training run had only been a 10K at Jose Muldoon’s; and their 10K is rather hilly.  It made me feel inadequate that I wouldn’t be able to finish the Half Marathon in the time I needed to qualify for the Pikes Peak Accent.  

I got on the road at 4am to make the long drive up to Idaho Springs. I drink my banana and chocolate protein shake on the way up. The nerves made it hard to get it down so the shake got thick and warm quickly. Once up there and parked I had to walk to the bus that would take me to Georgetown.  Standing in line I ate the last of the breakfast I brought, I slice of toast with peanut butter. Hopefully it would tide me over and I wouldn’t run low on energy. Standing in line I looked at the other runners and I just thought to myself, what did I sign up for? Everyone looks to be in great shape, I am going to be the sweeper and I signed up for this race and it was a waist.

We loaded on to the bus and headed over. I sat to a guy that had this wet messy hair that I found rather eye appealing. Immediately I felt insecure, I swear he had less than 10% body fat on him.  I am sure as I sat next to him and tried not to stare, he was thinking

“great this frumpy girl is staring at me. Look at her with her running gear on thinking she can run a half marathon, look at her she doesn’t even look like a runner.”

Like how I channel my insecurities on to someone else J
 

I hopped off the bus and made my way to the packet pick up.  I always get a tad nervous that they wouldn’t have my registration and I would have to pay again. Of course grabbing my receipt would be way to easy. Of course they had my number.  I made a stop at the port-o-john’s, beside the fear of hitting the wall my other fear is having to stop and “set the turtles free”.  I spotted a few other running friends chatted up a bit.  Kimmy and I had our traditional start photo taken.
 

I found the 2:20 pacer and gathered around her. I stretched out a bit and got my music set. I told Kim before we started that I needed to go inside my head if I wanted to try and qualify for my time. I knew I needed to stay ahead of the 2:30 pacer and I felt that 10 minutes was a good cushion.

After the National Anthem the gun went off and the masses set out for the 13.1 mile run. I have learned from running many races never to start out too fast.  I settled into my pace quicker that I normally do. We made our way into down town Georgetown and looped around a lake and back down the trail to Idaho Springs.  This course has a gradual decent from 8,500 feet to 7,500 feet.  You follow the creek side, the course is mostly paved with a few trail spots.

 I felt really good and was ahead of schedule most of the run. As I passed the 10K split time I clocked in a 1:07:00, which was a great time! I wish I would have not known that because I started to relax and I started to see the 2:20 pacer slip out of view about mile 7.  I knew when the 2:25 was close by the crowd of people that started to pass me. I wanted to stay in front of them so I let my body “ride the road” and let my legs carry me thru the down hills.  Since I carried my own water I was able to run thru the next two water stations. I wanted to gain any extra time I could get. I know you should never glance over your shoulder, but I had to know how close the 2:25 group was.  I couldn’t see the flag so I started to feel less frantic. I settled back into my easy pace, which was about 10 ½ minutes per mile.

 I started to get tired about mile 10.  With the slanted road, I feet were sore. I really need to work on strengthening my feet muscles. Once again the 2:25 pacer stared to creep up on me. I decided I would use them as a buffer to keep me on track for the next three miles. I talked to the gal for a while and she told me she would be running the Accent next weekend. I told her I am trying to get my qualification time for next year.  She told me they were ahead of schedule and I would be just fine. This made me feel better. I felt like they started to speed up a, reality is I slowed down and the group started to slip away. I started to feel down but I told myself:
 
“you can do this don’t let the pain get the best of you, your almost there.”  
 
I craped out about mile 11.5. My feet hurt and I was tired, should have had more GU. I really started to feel the pressure of not getting the time I wanted. I slipped into a run walk for a mile just to try and recover anything I could.  When I saw the 12 mile marker I told myself:
 
“only one more mile that’s a little over 10 minutes, you can do anything for 10 minutes”.

I picked up my pace and started to jog. I kept looking at my watch keeping a close eye on the time. Rounding the last turn I could see the finish and the clock. I pushed every last ounce of energy I had left and I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I knew if I lost it I wouldn’t get my cut off time. I pushed thru my watery eyes, thank goodness for sun glasses and as I passed the finish lines I looked at my watch, 2:28:04 I did it! I couldn’t believe it. I thought for sure I was off. I sat down to catch my breath and waited for Kim to finish.
 
 
 
 As the reality set in that I finished with almost two minutes to spare I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders.  I did something I didn't think I could do. I guess when you push yourself you will find you can do things you never thought were possible.
 
 
 I look back at this race, I don’t know if I would do anything different. I enjoyed every minute of this race.  The people cheering along the course were fantastic.  The views were relaxing and I just let go and let myself be one with the road. Only a few times in my running career have I ever really let go and just let the road take me.

 







 

“I run in the snow, rain, wind and heat. I run until I cannot run anymore then I run some more. I run thru the blur of tears, the aches and pains and then I keep going. I have more running clothes than some running stores, I know Fartklet does not mean like it sounds. I go to bed at 9pm; I get up early just to do it all over again. Why do I do this? Because I am a runner and that's who I am"

1 comment:

  1. Way to go! I tell you what, I was really trying to catch up to you... that's probably the pressure you felt ;-). And as to ways to strengthen your feet? hmm... I have an idea or two :-)

    Congrats

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