The two weeks prior to the Seattle Rock ‘n Roll Half-Marathon looked like this for me:
6/8: 5K (birthday race) – the recap is here.
6/13: Rest/nothing/you get the idea
6/14: 5.5 mile run at Discovery Park
6/15: 30-min run
6/17: 20-min run
6/18: 35-min run
6/19: Decide to do a half-marathon in two days
6/20: 2.8-mile run around inner Green Lake
In the two weeks before the half-marathon, my longest run was only 5.5 miles. Prior to that, my longest run was my previous half-marathon in April (the Whidbey half!)
Jo and I before the race!
Somehow, I convinced Joanna to run Rock n’ Roll with me and we decided to just “see how it goes.” If we felt like pushing ourselves and racing, we would. If not, then we wouldn’t.
We started out going a little over 8 min/mile pace. We thought that that was a good place to be. Hey, if we kept up and went faster, maybe, just maybe we could get me a PR?
About two miles into the race, I felt like I needed to use the bathroom.
And, I wasn’t going to be able to just “sweat it out.”
We probably jinxed it because right before the race, Joanna and I had been talking about how lucky we had been for never having “to go” during a race — ever. (And we’ve done quite a handful of races!)
So, shortly after the 3-mile mark, I found a porta-potty tucked behind the stage of one of the musicians performing along the course.
After taking care of business, I felt much better.
And we continued running but sights of PR-ing, or even just pushing ourselves were now over.
“Portland Marathon training starts today!” I told Joanna.
And, to be honest, the first day of training sucked (for me).
I was dragging my feet and not feeling so great starting at maybe mile 8 or 9. Joanna (as always,) was a great cheerleader and running buddy. I told her to tell me some stories (specifically funny, but not too funny). She told me about the preparations for her friend’s upcoming wedding. She told me of her boyfriend’s travel experience in Jordan.
When we got onto the Alaskan Way Viaduct, as dead as my legs and feet felt, it was a pretty spectacular view. We had a full view of Puget Sound with ferries going in and out of the terminal. The ferris wheel was right below us. The sun was out and the skies were blue. It was perfect (Seattle running weather).
My body just did not feel perfect.
With three miles left to go, Joanna reminded me that all we had left to do was “a quick loop around Green Lake,” our neighborhood stomping grounds.
Those three miles seemed longer than three miles. And, my feet and legs felt like they were doing a full marathon rather than a half!
“What is this madness??” I thought to myself.
(Oh right, I did this to myself. I thought that it would be fun to do a half-marathon with no training).
Finally we were approaching the finish. Right before turning the corner onto Mercer (the finish line street,) I heard people yell my name. I turned to find two of my running friends! It was so nice to see them cheering!
I smiled (or at least I tried to,) and continued on. There was one last dip and uphill on Mercer (not to mention that the finish ends on an incline!!)
I am moving at a very slow speed. I am going up a hill (sure, it may not be steep but at this point, it doesn’t matter!) and a 10-year-old boy passes Joanna and I. We cringe, We can’t let him beat us!
But I didn’t have it in me to catch him.
“Joanna, go catch him and beat him!” I told her.
She asked me if I was sure and if it was really OK for her to leave me. (I told her “yes” as long as she beat the kid).
And, I eventually finished (like two minutes after her).
Jo and I after the race!
We clocked in sub-2 hours. For first-day-of-Portland Marathon, training I’d say that’s pretty good.
My final time was 1:56:08.
I feel like lately my motto has been: Just think how fast I’d be if I trained!
I want it to turn into: Look how fast I am since I trained!
So, everything I do between now and October will be for the Portland Marathon. (Sub-4 hours, I’m coming for you!!)