Another Miracle Miles 15K under my belt!
This was not my best race, and as a result, this race recap is not going to be as happy as usual. :( I’m trying to keep in mind what really matters…. The important thing is that I had a good time and was able to physically run 9.3 miles — something I thought 4 months ago might never happen again.
Alright — here’s the recap. Please bear with me!
For breakfast, I had banana oatmeal and a coffee. Then, I woke up the Husband, who came with me to the race! I was so excited to have my support crew with me. We arrived to the race a little late and dashed to the start line, where I found Meghann, Megan, and Debbie.
And then we promptly lined up and got ready to go!
I felt great the first two miles. I was strong and maintained an excellent pace (about 8:30). It was fun to start the race with Megan and Meghann, but after Mile 2.0, I knew I needed to drop back because those girls were SMOKIN’ ME!
The race weaved through downtown Orlando, which is really beautiful. Although it was hot out, a lot of the course was shaded. However, I’m not sure if it was just me, but there were NOT enough water stations. There were about 5 or 6 stations and between each one I was DYING for a drink. I think I started the race dehydrated, which made the situation worse.
By Mile 7.0, my pace completely deteriorated. I felt so horrible when I looked at my Garmin and saw a 10:40-mile pace — I was striving to maintain 9:00 and I just couldn’t do it. I took a pack of Goo to see if the calories would help, but it didn’t. My arms started to get all cold and goosebump-y, and my vision started to swim. I actually thought I was going to faint at one point. It was miserable.
I had walked through 3 of the water stations, but at that point I just started to walk. I hardly EVER walk during races. I couldn’t believe I was walking so close to the finish line.
I didn’t even bother to sprint at the end.
I have no idea what my chip time was because I didn’t bother to check the boards, but I think it was about 1:30:18. I was flabbergasted that I had just run my slowest 15K ever.
Here are my Garmin statistics:
- Duration: 1:30:15
- Distance: 9.41
- Mile 1: 8:30
- Mile 2: 8:22
- Mile 3: 8:55
- Mile 4: 9:38
- Mile 5: 9:35
- Mile 6: 9:34
- Mile 7: 10:15
- Mile 8: 10:35
- Mile 9: 10:40
- Mile 9.0 – 9.4: 4:13
I realize your knee jerk reaction when reading this post might be, "But 1:30 is a good time!" When I talk about my paces, a lot of people comment that they’d love to run a race at a 9:36-minute/mile average. But I’m not comparing myself to other people — I’m comparing myself to my previous times.
Considering that in February I ran a 15K 7 minutes faster, today was rough. I’m more bothered by my poor mental attitude towards the end of the race than anything else.
The Husband and I had a huge conversation in the car on the ride home about how I’m doing this race season. Obviously, I am grateful to just be running after suffering from a debilitating injury, but it’s really hard to run two races in a row that are so far off from my previous PRs when I’m training so hard.
I realize I’ve been very busy and I’m generally exhausted. I realize it’s been an emotional week. I realize I’m still building up my base after my injury. I realize all those things — it’s just that I’m very competitive (with myself).
It feels good to have an honest blog where I can talk about this. I’m glad I don’t have to pretend like I feel awesome. I don’t know what the answer to my slower pace is (besides speedwork). I’d love to hear your thoughts on how I can emotionally bounce back from two rough races.
At least I got a finisher’s medal:
And the other girls did GREAT!
Meghann set a new PR and I was really happy for her!
And Megan beat everyone, setting a new PR in the process! Debbie rocked the race out as well.
Ryan did the 5K and was very proud of her time!
We had a picnic after the race for Ashley’s birthday. Happy 21st Birthday, Ashley!
I had a cupcake, 1/2 a bagel with Barney Butter, and OJ:
And a cookie:
All in all, a great race because I was running and hanging out with friends — and that is all that REALLY matters.
Time to shower and eat more — I’m starving!
I'm sorry that the experience wasn't what you had hoped for. I know what you mean by being competitive with yourself..I am the same way. I also agree with you about it being an emotional week. Think of all the change you have had…whether we think it does or not, things like that REALLY affect our physical selves. I am super proud of you for all the progress you have made. You WILL keep improving your times…that I know! Keep your chin up. (hugs)