I realized I'd better get on the stick and write at least a quick race report from last Saturday's half marathon--we have another one THIS Saturday!
Lake Sammamish Half Marathon is a race from Marymoor Park in Redmond to Lake Sammamish State Park. It goes along the shores of Lake Sammamish primarily on gravel trails. This was our first time running this race, but it won't likely be our last time.
We woke up bright and early to beautiful sunshine; it was one of those cold, clear mornings that makes me glad I could spend time outside. As we drove toward the start line, however, fog began to settle in. Boo! Oh well, at least there was no rain.
We had left in plenty of time, but as we were sitting in traffic, waiting to get into the area where we were supposed to park, we wondered if maybe we hadn't. Traffic was bad; too many cars, too little road going in. We did make it in time for our pre-race bio-break, then lined up toward the back of the crowd. Our aim for the race was simply to have fun and enjoy ourselves--no time goals since we have another race in a week. We saw a friend there; turned out that there were a couple of other people we knew who were doing the race, but we didn't see them there and only found out afterward.
As usual, we started out a little faster than we probably should have. It's tough to hold back when everyone around you is going out hard! Once the crowd spread out a little, though, we were able to pull back some. The first third of the race, it was quite cold and foggy; I was glad for every layer I had on. About the middle third, the temperature had warmed up enough (or maybe I was warmed up enough!) that I was just right. Then the sun came out for about the last third of the race; wow! Gorgeous! That also meant, though, that I started getting warm. Off came the Ragnar jacket to be wrapped around my waist.
I realized as the miles went by that we were doing quite well on time; if we had pushed just a bit, we likely would have set a new PR. Knowing we have another half marathon just a week later, though, we deliberately did not push hard. Toward the end, my husband needed to slow down some; I was feeling great, so I kept on at the pace that was comfortable. I had enough left at the end to give a little push crossing the finish line, and I finished in 2:50:02--about my third fastest time. My husband came in just 3 minutes later. Here's a picture of my bib and the very cool medal from the race:
All in all, it was a fun race and one I would do again. Nice to have a half marathon around here that's reasonably flat and goes in a lovely area. Next up: St. Paddy's Day Half Marathon in Tacoma on Saturday.
Yes, we are mildly crazy for scheduling two HMs so close together, but they are both reasonably flat. And we are Half Fanatics, after all!