Sunday, March 8, 2015

I follow rivers

     Yesterday I ran in the Snake River Half Marathon. I kind of waited in the very back at the start. I've found that starting last is best for me so then I don't push myself too hard in the beginning being around faster runners. I even had Craig give me a back massage at the official start time while I was waiting for everyone else to clear out, and a minute or so later I crossed the starting line. In the beginning, there was a pretty wicked head-wind, and the first half of the race, my eyes were watering from it. It may have appeared like I was crying, but that was definitely not the case. I really enjoyed the race. One of the perks was that there was supposedly only about a 20 foot change in elevation the entire race. Also it was also pretty dang warm out. The race didn't begin until 10:00, and weather this month has been unseasonably warm, so it was something like 50-60 degrees out. I was actually almost too warm in a t-shirt and leggings. I think I might of even got a bit of a sunburn. Super strange for March weather.
     I have been dealing with pain in my rib cage (i.e. shoulder and chest) for the past couple of months, and I told Craig that if the pain got substantially worse, I would stop. There was actually a helicopter on sight, so that anyone injured could be air-lifted to Spokane for medical attention. That's how in-the-middle-of-nowhere this race was. Lucky I didn't needed to be choppered out during the run! I ran the entire thing.

Finishing up the race. The entire run was along the ravine of the snake river. 
    The river was beautiful.  However, entire race, the landscape didn't really change, except there were a few times where you would go around a corner of the ravine. Without significant landmarks, it was was more difficult to tell when I was getting close to finishing at the end. To push myself, I would just make a goal to make it around the corner. 
     The return trip, I must have had a tail-wind, which helped keep me going I think. Towards the end, my brain turned off a bit, in a way I don't normally experience. It was like all the blood was in my legs, and I was able to keep running at almost my normal pace, even when others around me had slowed down or started walking. I figure the no-thinking thing is probably how super-fast runners feel the entire race, when they're running like 6 or 7 minute miles. No blood to the brain. 
     Anyways, you can see from my splits that the miles 9-12 where a bit slower, (11:02-11:16) but thats only about 20-40 seconds off my fastest mile (10:39). I'm pretty happy with my official finish time, 2:24:58. I was quite a bit slower than my PR (2:12:44). However, I'm still rebounding from a case of runners-knee that I had October-December of last year, so I am hoping to get faster this spring, and I definitely improved from my December half, when I finished in 2:28:54!

My split times. I don't think there was much change in elevation, so this seems wrong. Weird.
Happy after finishing. Although this is maybe 15 minutes after.
The first 10 minutes after I wasn't smiling.
     I felt a bit queasy when I stopped running, which happens when I push myself hard during races. It took maybe 15 minutes for me too feel better. There was a bunch of sugary donuts and cookies at the finish, but the thought of eating seemed disgusting! The car ride home, I was super excited, though, and felt myself, talking to Craig about any thought that popped into my head. I even had enough energy in the end to eat out at my favorite restaurant in town, and amazingly I was feeling so not-nauseous, that I finished my entire plate, including 6 ebelskivers, which are the best things ever for breakfast! They kind of taste like pancakes, only round and doughy. I call them 3D pancakes.

3D Pancakes! aka ebelskivers or little balls of soft sugary goodness