Today was the GoRun Couples Classic (and also father’s day). I was kinda bummed because Preston was supposed to be running it with me. It would have been 6 months after we ran our very first 4 mile race together. But, he has stress fractures in both legs and was put on a strict no-run diet. (;
So, I ran this with Preston’s friend, Danny (we ran my first 10k together).
I had decided last week I wanted to run this 4 mile race in 36 minutes flat, making it a 9 min/mile pace. But, when I woke up this morning I wasn’t feeling it. I’m blaming it on the party I threw on Friday and too many mexican tequila shots. Ha. What was I thinking?
I got a little more pumped up when Danny and I were standing in the start line. But it just felt so dang humid to me. It was only 71 degrees out (that’s pretty dang awesome for mid June in Kansas!), but the humidity was high. And there was hardly any wind. Which is normally ideal running, but I like a little wind on humid days.
I started out pretty good in the race, I looked down at my watch and I was bookin’ it. Like under an 8 min/mile pace. Maybe I do got this?! But, then I realized we weren’t even a half mile in and I was starting to slow down. The further I went the slower my pace got. I hit the one mile mark at 9 minutes 11 seconds. Not bad, but not my pace. I was hoping I’d get that second wind and speed up.
Then came the second mile. This is the mile it usually starts to get easier. It didn’t. I kept slowing down and finished the second mile in 9 minutes 25 seconds. I knew I was in trouble.
It was nice to look over and see the kids and Preston at one point in the race. They’re always so proud of me, smiling, waving and cheering, “Go Mommy Go!” I remember waving and then looking at my watch. Only at 2.6 miles, I was hoping it was closer to 3. I ran for a bit more and then I knew I had to walk. I was just so tired.
I guess I need to be training more and drinking less (tequila shots).
I finished the third mile in 9 minutes 45 seconds. I couldn’t believe how much slower I was running from last week. I had to walk/sprint a lot of this last mile because I really didn’t want to finish in 40 minutes or over. It was so stinkin’ hard! The only thing I could think to do was to pick people and try to sprint past them. This was the hardest I think I’ve ever pushed myself to finish in a race yet.
I really thought maybe I could throw up at the very end of the race, but I saw another guy actually do that and then I knew I didnt’ really want that to happen.
My watch buzzed right at 4 miles, so I stopped it and looked down: 37 minutes 59 seconds. A 9:28 min/mile pace.
BUt, the race had a few more yard to go to the finish line. I waved at the kids and Preston and Danny, then I pushed through and sprinted through the finish line. I finished my fourth mile in 9 minutes 33 seconds. That’s really not bad and I’m super happy with it. It’s just hard to not get to your goal pace.
I need to remember that not all races I can run my best.
Preston could tell I was bummed and he told me he was proud of me no matter what. Then he reminded me how much better I looked after this run. I recovered much fast, I was able to walk and talk and breath. Haha. And then I realized that I got 50 seconds a MILE off of my pace during this race compared to my very first 4 mile race.
I’m good with that, for sure!