Sunday, September 13, 2015
~65°, 8:00am, Wallace Lake
This race. is. GORGEOUS.
This past weekend, I ran my second half marathon, my first time ever at the River Run, and what I think may be my first race without K?? Wow!
I haven’t talked a lot about my training up to this point, because to be honest, there wasn’t a whole lot of training going on. I don’t know if it was work, laziness, the weather, or whatever, but this summer was not as serious of a training season as the spring. I wasn’t even sure I was going to do the fall half, but we’d already paid the registration, and I had told myself I was going to do it, so I was COMMITTED.
And despite the fact that running so unprepared was probably a horrible idea, I am so glad I did.
This was probably the furthest I’ve had to travel to get to a race, being in Rocky River and all. Fortunately, my Uber got there with plenty of time to spare, so I had a few minutes to look at the beautiful scenery and walk around a bit. The race started at Wallace Lake, and the weather was a nippy 65. Of course, the slight chill made it absolutely perfect running weather, and by the time things got started, I was actually feeling pretty good.
The course was a breeze – a few hills in the 9th mile, but downhill for pretty much the rest. If there was one race to be underprepared for, it was this one. And while the cheering crowds of the Cleveland Marathon weren’t there to motivate me this time, the wind, the trees, and the river kept my spirits high.
My time was slow, and I took a couple of little walking breaks near the end (no more than a minute or so, I promise). But I got one fun surprise at the end that felt like winning the lottery: apparently I missed the first mile marker, and the first couple miles were so easy, that I thought for sure the “Mile 2” marker was the START of the 2nd mile. I spent the whole race thinking I was one mile behind! Coming up on 12, I was thinking I had two more to go, but the water break peeps were shouting “Just 1.1 left!” Amazing!
Last half, I followed K’s lead and took three weeks off after the race. While I’m glad she did, ‘cause she trains hard, I don’t think I quite need to this time. My legs are sore, but the good kind of sore – the kind that makes you want to keep them that way. I’ll give them a few days, but I’m excited to ride the motivation high that I’m on right now to close out the year.