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!