So I got up at 330. I have been fighting with insomnia since Thanksgiving. It hits when my head gets stuffed up, and it is too late to take a Benadryl. Saturday's cure was Smallville. Put me right out. We got up around 630 and got ready. We were a bit thrown by the 55 degree weather. No thermal clothing. Just shorts and a long sleeve shirt. I wore out my CWX capris at the Smuttynose HM (damn thigh rub!), so I had been wearing my thermal compression capris, but 55 seemed too hot. So just regular shorts and a knee brace. Water and clif bar, and we were off.
|Pre-race I have awesome hair|
At 905 they talked about the route, and it had changed again. This was the 4th time I've run this race and the 4th course I've run. They said there was 2 big downhills, which I immediately thought 2 uphills. The race started, on an uphill.
I ran for awhile, and we turned into a neighborhood. This race has dogs in it, and the lady by me had hers on a retractable leash, something I cannot stand, and that all the trainers I have used despise, and that the pups' daycare will not even allow. The dog was all across the road with this cord acting as a tripping hazard. She didn't pick up after the dog, either. After half a mile of irritation, I finally told her to control her dog because she was causing a trip hazard. Yes, I went there. And then she slowed down and I passed her. We continued through this neighborhood which was up and down, but no big hills either way. Mile 1 was 12:58. I was not surprised by this time, but I was disappointed.
We got out on the main road and ran for what seemed forever. It was a slight uphill mostly. We passed Thinking Man's Tavern. D and I need to go there once. We went about 6 years ago, and liked it. Because it isn't on Decatur Square, we forget about it. Knowing it is only a mile walk, we can deal. We ran all the way to the East Lake MARTA and turned down a steep hill. This little girl passed me. I thought she looked familiar, but couldn't place her. (Later when I looked up results, I placed her...she is my friend's daughter...she beat me by 4 minutes...I got chicked by a 9 year old...she placed in her AD, which is awesome!) The Decatur Police did a nice job blocking traffic. Turn again and another downhill with a turn, so not a lot of picking up speed. I walked through the water and continued. A lot more uphill grade (but no major uphill, more annoying). Mile 2 was 13:13.
One more huge downhill, and we were out on Ponce. I ran in the bike lane. I noticed I don't like running in my shorts. Perhaps it is because I have been wearing them since I got them 35 pounds ago. Perhaps it is because when I wear them on a treadmill, it is flat and my stomach doesn't giggle. But my stomach actually hurt from gravity. I started getting closer to Trinity, but the hill got steeper. I was already at 31 minutes, and knew D had long finished. This deflated me. So I walked for 45 seconds. The cop right before Trinity was doing a good job too. She had some car flipping her off for not allowing her to turn, because another woman and I were passing. Little things like this make me laugh, and yes, I did stick my tongue out at the woman.
So down Trinity and I knew I was almost done. I also knew I had another uphill to go. I did my best but when I saw the final ascent get even steeper, I said fuck it, and walked for a minute. D was at the top of the hill and probably was wondering what the hell I was doing. At 39 minutes, I was still in the middle of the hill, and decided to finish. I ran and turned and ran the downhill. Finished at 40:53. Definitely a lackluster performance. But what should I expect?
D had talked to someone involved with race while waiting. He said that all the uphills and downhills equalled out to 0 descent/ascent. D got 27 something. He said it was not a PR. Neither of us felt great about the race effort from us, but it got done. And we will do it next year, because we like the T-shirt, like seeing all the dogs prior to the race, and it is a good kick-off to the racing year. (A didn't make it to the race. Her daughter was too excited to see her). And this morning, my thighs hurt. I definitely need to add more hills into my training.
|McMenamin in his new scarf|
|Scuttlebutt in his new scarf doing his Elvis impersonation|
|View of the Capitol from the first bar|
|Walking to the 2nd Bar, another view|
|Jailhouse Breakout Stout|
|View from 2nd Bar|
|Cabbagetown, walking to 3rd bar|
|View of downtown, walking to 3rd bar|
|Almost to 3rd bar, yes, this is a 2-way street|