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The Good, Bad & Ugly...An Account of 2 races (w/pics) & The Boston

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

THE GOOD:
On Sunday I ran the Austin 10/20. If you do not know anything about this race it is a 10 mile race with 20 bands along the course. When I heard about this race, I knew it was a race I wanted to do. I talked it over with my friend and we decided to make it a girl's weekend getaway.

We drove to Austin on Sunday, picked up our packets, checked into our hotel, found a yummy place for pasta and visited with some friends before turning in for the night. The next morning, we got up, dressed for the race, ate breakfast and headed to the race site.

The sunrise in Austin


All geared up and ready to run


The starting line from our corral


I was nervous about the race because on Thursday I came down with some bug and was experience a cough and laryngitis. Because of this, I had decided just to go out slowly and see how the race felt and adjust accordingly.

At 8:00, the gun went off and we are on our way. I started running and was not having any problems with my cough so I went with it. I ran through mile 1, 2, 3 and 4 in about 47 minutes. I walked briefly at mile 4 in order to eat my shot bloks and drink some water and then I was off again. I hit mile 5 at 1:01 and was thrilled. I was making really good time so I continued with my pace and ran through mile 6, walked a little during mile 7 to eat bloks and drink water again, ran mile 8, walked about half of mile 9 and ran through mile 10. I crossed the finish in 2:06:59!

Showing off our hardware


Close up of the medal


I was so excited and happy with this time. My fastest half marathon time is 2:45:13 so if I would have kept on pace for another 5K, I would have been within about 2 minutes of my half PR. I'm so excited where my running is headed. I am planning on running the Wounded Warrior Half on June 9 and am hoping to have a new PR.

THE BAD:
As many of you know by now there was a bombing at the finishline of the Boston Marathon today. While, I was not at the race, hearing about the events of today hit me hard. Afterall, these are "my people;" this is my sport. Runners are a community and my community had been shaken. The Boston Marathon is such an elite event with not only runners from all over the globe who have worked hard to qualify but there are runners who have raised thousands of dollars for various charities as well. This race has been a part of my life for the last couple years because I have had my eyes set on running it for about 4 years now. I have never been the fastest runner (and am still not up to 26.2 yet) but I have a huge heart for it and have thought for years that qualifying and running the Boston Marathon would be the ultimate "in your face" to the people in my past that told me "you are not a good runner" and "you are not a very good athlete."

Today's events got me thinking about all of the races I have done and how vulnerable the runners and spectators are at these events. A road race does not have security like you would see at a football, basketball or baseball game. These type of events are in enclosed areas and can be fenced off entirely forcing fans to enter at certain points with metal detectors and bag searches. Road races on the other hand can not. These events span over a large area of a city usually along public roads where spectators can watch from pretty much anywhere along the route. Yes, there are police along most of the routes I have been on but there are also areas where it is just you, the cones and the other runners. I am not saying this to say that drastic measures need to be taken to secure a race course and I am definitely not saying all of this to scare anybody from running. What I am saying is that this event opened my eyes a little wider.

I got a very loving phone call from my father-in-law stating that I was not allowed to run in Boston anymore. While I understand his love for me is great and he wants to protect me from the bad of the world, my hopes of running this prestigious marathon are by no means diminished. In fact, it actually makes me want it more. I don't know when I will have the privilege of joining the ranks of the runners who have earned their Boston Marathon finishers medal but I will get there.

THE UGLY:
About 2 weeks ago, I ran the Rock n' Roll Dallas Half Marathon. While I usually get on here and post about my big races, this race was awful and I really have not wanted to talk about it.

The morning of the race started off as normal except for the crazy cold wind. We got up, got ready and headed to the start. Due to AMC having a little cold, my husband and I felt it would probably not be in his best interest to be out in the cold wind for several hours. We instead made plans for him to drive to a couple of the points throughout the course and let the kids cheer for me then head to the finish. At first I was a little sad that they would not be at the start but after thinking about it, I got really excited that I would get the opportunity to see my family along the course.



S dropped me off at the starting line, wished me luck and left with the kids to go to their first spot. I headed to my starting corral and attempted to stay warm until the start of the race. After about 30 minutes, I was finally on my way. It took about 2 miles for me to actually warm up and settle into my pace. I found S and the kids at Mile 4.

My babies waiting to see me


And I made it to mile 4 (I'm in the pink)


Mile 4 was the last time I saw my family. My sweet husband went to the other predesignated mile markers but he never saw me. He has so much confident in my ability, he just thought I had passed him and he did not want to miss me crossing the finishline. While I wish I was having such a great run that I was just passing him without him knowing it, that was not the case. I was struggling. I did run the first 8 miles, walked mile 9, ran mile 10 but it was hard. The wind was a beating and my body was just not "feeling" the run. While I was walking the last 5K, I literally contemplated sitting down and calling my husband to come get me. I did not do so but I really wanted to. I did finish. I finished in 3:12:26 which is by far one of my slowest times.

My little beauty waiting at the finishline


I crossed the finishline


This race was definitely ugly. It was hard and by the time I crossed the finish, I was in tears because I was so mad. What I can say is that I ran the first 8 and I finished.
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BILL60 4/16/2013 8:30PM

    The important thing is that you finished.

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MCJULIEO 4/16/2013 7:04PM

    How does the saying go?
"Finishing last trumps not finishing at all which trumps not even trying..."

You are a great role model, even when the race is its ugliest...

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P0KERS0PH 4/16/2013 3:27PM

    You took part and you did it, that's a huge accomplishment!!

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SCAREWALDORF 4/16/2013 12:00PM

    I had a similar experience at the Rock and Roll Edinburgh half marathon-the feelings of frustration after all the prep you put in are unbearable. But like you say, you didn't give up and you ran it, which is more than a lot of people would have done. xoxo

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