Roots N Blues Half Marathon
My morning started with my alarm clock blaring at 4:00am I
know the race does not start until 7:00am but I’m nervous and do not want to
forget or leave anything behind. I roll out of bed and start a small pot of
coffee, I fix my favorite breakfast consisting of raw old fashioned oat meal, a
small amount of honey and peanut butter and vanilla soymilk.
I spend the next 30 minutes stretching with my main focus on
the foam roller to help my IT band loosen up. I finish packing my gear and I
can hear the rain starting to fall outside, put on my sweats and load my truck
and head out to find a parking space downtown.
I find plenty of room for parking in a downtown parking
garage, and park my truck. Open my center console to find some change to pay
the meter and shit no change, oh hell I’ll take my chances and pay the ticket
if I get one. Grab my gear bag and head towards the awesome smell of BBQ at
6:00am. As soon as I exit the parking garage it hits me that I am about to try
and run a Half Marathon. I see a lot of other runners hopping up and down
trying to stay warm in the cold rain. I make my way in the dark BBQ filled Smokey
air to try and find gear check to drop off my bag. I find an event director who
points and tells me gear check is in that white tent. I start that way to only
find people cooking BBQ, I stop and look around to only find about 50 white
tents with people cooking BBQ. Oh what the hell ill walk back to my truck and
leave my bag in my truck. While I’m walking back to my truck I run into my
friend Elizabeth who showed up to cheer me on. She has her North Face jacket on
and her hood up to block the rain, and I almost mistook her as a mugger. She
walks back to my truck with me and I drop off my gear and head back to the
starting area. As we are walking back it starts to pour and we head for the Diner
that is close to the starting area, we hide under the overhang to try and dodge
the rain. At this time we make small talk with a man that is confused as hell
to why in the world anyone would run in the rain, or run at all. The man then
asked “what does the winner get?” “A million bucks?” a “new car?” I reply nope
just bragging rights! As we chat we
watch the 10k group head out for their run…………………………. It hits me about 5
minutes later that that was not the 10k group that was the half marathon group
that I was supposed to start with…………………..shit!!!!
Now the 10k group starts to gather at the starting line and
I make sure to find a staff member and try and break the news to them that I
messed up and missed my start. Thank goodness, I find a very nice lady that
makes a quick phone call to let someone know that number “751” was supposed to
start with the Half Marathon group and missed the start and will be starting
with the 10k group ( if you read this thank you so much ;). 2 minutes to go before
the 10k start she tells me to run left at mile 4, while the rest of the 10k
pack is going to run right. Mile 4, mile 4, mile 4 I keep repeating to myself
over and over in my head, mile 4! Before
I can repeat this one more time I hear a fog horn and we are off, the race is
on.
I started to freak out thinking that I started thirty
minutes behind the half marathon group and that I was never going to see a half
marathon runner the entire race. As I ran I kept telling myself mile 4, mile 4
turn left. I fell into a nice pace with a group of two ladies and two men. We
dodged mud puddles and kept at it. I felt strong and good just worried about
the left turn at mile 4.
We rounded a small turn and the turn off for the half marathon
group was clearly marked and I felt much better. I make the left turn and hear
a group of people yelling at me wrong way 10k goes to the right, I quickly
explain that I missed the start for the half marathon. I make the turn on the
Katy trail and see a long trail with no one in site. I tell myself I train by
myself, what’s the issue Rogers “HTFU” and Run!
After about 10 minutes of running by myself on the trail I
can see a person ahead of me. I get excited and keep at it. I catch up and feel
refreshed that I am not going to cross the finish line dead last! Starting 30
minutes behind the half marathon group meant that I would not be passed by
anyone on the run, I guess that was a good thing. After running for a couple
more miles I started to pass walkers/runners. I kept pace for about a mile with
several older ladies that where a hoot to run with. They gave me the nick name “Flash
Dance” because of my compression socks. We laughed and talked about the 80’s
for about a half mile and I picked up the pace. At this point I exit twin lakes
and meet my arch nemesis, Chapel Hill, I know this hill all too well from the
Show Me State Triathlon. I start to chug
my way up the hill passing a lot of people walking, making sure to tell
everyone that I pass good job and to keep at it! I reach the top of the hill
and make a right turn into a neighborhood. I am thankful the hill is over and
get back on pace.
Every mile marker had a quote, which inspired me to keep
pushing and putting one foot in front of the other, no matter how much my IT
Band was hurting. One quote that I remember the most was.
“A lot of people run a race to see who is
fastest. I run to see who has the most guts, who can punish himself into
exhausting pace, and then at the end, punish himself even more.” Steve Prefontaine
This made me smile and keep chugging
along.
At mile 10 I felt great and knew that I
would cross the finish line, however mile 12 felt like it was forever. Back on
the Katy trail and under providence, as I rounded the turn to cross providence
road a CPD officer stopped traffic, as I got closer I recognized the officer as
Keisha and made sure to say hi and thank her as I passed. At this point it was
great to feel and know that the finish was only a little ways away. As I crossed
the street leading into flat branch park it was awesome to hear the crowd
clapping and cheering me on. I entered the finish line chute, and crossed the
line feeling great, Half Marathon 13.1 Miles in the books!
I got to pass over 200 people on the
run finishing with a time of 2:15:37 with a 10:22 Mile
Pace, and most important I had a freaking blast!