In an effort to not become completely lazy on vacation, I signed up for this run. I was really nervous leading up to the race given I hadn’t really run much and my half-marathon training has been less than stellar. I knew this race would determine how I would proceed with PDR in two weeks.
Pre-Race: Since I was staying in WW and the race was down the road in Avalon, I was able to sleep in a little bit. “Sleep-in” is relative of course and I was awake at 6am. Quick breakfast and my mom and I were out the door. I was feeling really antsy and not confident- I hadn’t run in over a week and I was still having some soreness in my shins. As luck would have it, we ran into some of my teammates; I hadn’t said anything about this race so this was a nice surprise. Seeing them lifted my spirits a bit and I decided to just get out there and go.
Race: Miles 1-3 were good; excellent spectating and I felt strong- and I was doing great- I hit the 5k mark at sub-30. And then something happened to me that hasn’t happened in a long time…I felt a blister brewing. This was no good and by mile four it was screaming at me! (I have to imagine I missed this area with the body glide because I do not get blisters!) I pushed through but by mile five I had really slowed down; I hit the five miles at just over 50:00- still better than I had expected but I knew I was fading fast. I turned up my IPOD, tried to put the pain out of my head and kept on trucking. But it did not work. Nothing I did worked. I could not run. I tried changing my stride…I tried tilting my foot outward to alleviate the pressure. All that did was add pressure to my shins and worse my achilles was feeling the weight of my outwardly turned foot. This was a mess. A total mess. And by mile six I was well over an hour. With people passing me left and right, I got myself together and just put one foot in front of the other…not really running, more like shuffling, but moving. As I rounded the corner to the finish I picked up the pace and saw my mom 🙂 She said “It’s right there, the finish is right there” and I just hauled through. And by hauled I mean move at a slightly faster pace than a shuffle. But I finished. And still better than I had expected! I grabbed a coconut water, found my mom and teammates, took some photos and then we headed off for some breakfast.
Post-Race: I was really hurting…everything friggen hurt. But mostly the blisters. Yes, there were two. And my shins, calves, ankles, feet…everything friggen hurt! It really forced me to focus on the fall. Whatever I do, I do not want a repeat of the winter. I ran Florida injured…when I knew better. I still ran and ended up being out for the count for months. Some decision making was necessary. Right away I decided, that if I could, I would be participating in PDR. I have no plans to run this week; I will run next weekend and see how I feel. If I hurt, PDR is a walk. If I do not hurt, I[‘ll give it what I got at PDR. The one decision that is final is that I packed too much in this fall and something had to give. I deferred Baltimore. I am going to do a smaller, more local, race that weekend. As PDR gets closer I will be able to make more definite decisions. Time will tell.
After breakfast, I spent the day at the pool reading. Later, we headed to the beach. That has pretty much been my weekend…reading, pool, reading, beach, wine, pool, wine, reading…and I have loved every second!!!
Up next: tomorrow is moving day- YIPPEEEEEE! And eventually I will get caught up on my reader. And get back to working out regularly so I can get rid of these vacation pounds. And soon, I will feel like life is getting back to normal 🙂