Race details:
Orange County, California
Run: 26.2 miles
No Garmin watch (more on that later) so no GPS map and just showing the course map
Course Reported Finish: 4:10:19
Garmin Splits:
No Garmin watch also means no splits :(
Race Summary:
Well as I alluded, this race was a mess. Let me first list the circumstances of said mess:
-Injuries preventing me from running no more than 6 miles since LA marathon
-GI issues (need to see a doc)
-Albanos wedding last night (Congrats Jason and Emily)
-2 hours of sleep
-3 hour drive from Tulare to the start line
-Not doing any of my pre race rituals (like pooping and stretching)
-Starting 10 min late
-Not having my HR monitor or my Garmin watch
And that's just the list I could think of right now! Injuries are always a thing when you race long. That's just something you learn to deal with and manage. At an LA Tri Club event, one of the pro speakers had mentioned that part of her success happens with the mindset of "being comfortable while uncomfortable." I definitely thought of this phrase while I ran and used it power through. I thought about all my training, not just for this race but for the Ironman and for every other race. My thoughts drifted to how grueling those things were so of course I could do this. And that really helped propel me to a strong finish.
The wedding, lack of sleep, drive and inability to do my pre race rituals are all of my doing. Amanda's two good friends (Jason and Emily) had a wedding in Tulare, CA which is just north of Bakersfield. I could have very easily said "sorry I have a race" but I wasn't exactly in prime shape for this race and I really just wanted to finish even if it took 5 or 6 hours because I just wanted the challenge medal. Plus, Amanda had come with me to Jenna's wedding and so I really wanted to be there for her too. So I made my choice and accepted the reality and the circumstances. It was a good decision though as it was a beautiful and very, very fun wedding! #CheersToTheAlbanos
The last two circumstances just suck. We got a little lost due to road closures so I was late to the start line as we were stuck in traffic. But in my rush to find the start line and get dressed, I ended up forgetting my Garmin watch!!! This sucked a lot! Since getting the watch, I've pretty dependent on it during a race and also love using it post race to track splits and stats to really calibrate my training and race events. So naturally I started freaking the eff out as I walked the last 100 meters towards the start line. Then I remembered that I was wearing my Vivofit like I always do! Perfect! I won't have heart rate, I won't have GPS, I won't have any runs stats, but I'll get to track this activity, I'll get something resembling pace for post race analysis AND I can use it to manage my time vs. mile marker progress. This was great! I immediately calmed down and was now crossing the start line!
I started out the race REALLY slow. Knowing I didn't have much sleep and zero tracking stats, my primary concern was managing the distance. I wanted to make sure I started out really slow and not overexert myself well before the race even started (because everyone knows a marathon really doesn't start until around mile 18). So I did it. I used a negative split mindset for the race and got going slow, like 10min/mile slow. It was rough, but I really settled into what I thought was my reality.
Around mile 3 there was a stretch of downhill. This was perfect! I was just under my 10 min/mile pace average for the 3 miles so I could use the downhill to catch up! Ya not the best idea. I went at it hard and then there were some rolling hills and it signaled potential trouble. Worries combined with the need to pee meant taking a pit stop. I probably lost about 2 min or so just doing that, but it felt like it was needed. And while it ate at my time, I was glad I did it. I felt a bit more comfortable, my heart rate had come down a bit and I suddenly felt very fresh. So I picked back up and shot for my 10 min/mile pace again and coasted along.
Without knowing it, I suddenly started to gain strength and feel confidence. By mile 9, I realized that my pace had increased but neither pain nor fatigue had. It was great! By mile 12, I was just at 2 hours and was coming to the realization that I could get pretty damn close to a 4 hour marathon finish if I could just stay strong! This is when the race started.
Feeling strong, motivated and powerful, I picked it up just a tad. It was great! I knew from my Friday peek at the course elevation that there really wasn't any big hills left. There were a couple rolling hills, but I got this! I kept powering through. With every step, I got happier and gained more confidence while also catching up to runners and passing people. It was really great! As I got towards mile 20, I had about 40 minutes left. That was tough. 6 miles to go and even my best 10k time was 46 minutes. I had a brief thought about just slowing down, just making it to the finish, screw being in pain the rest of the way, the rest of the day and likely days after (I'm still a little sore and walking gingerly).
But no! I thought of Ava and her fight. I thought of how many times I've ran a 10k. I thought about how I want to be a role model and set an example. All these things immediately turned my mindset towards what I should be: a fighter! So I picked it up with as much pace as I could manage and told myself that I would not slow down until that finish line!
And well, as you can see from my finish line approach photo, I finished strong and happy! Because despite the circumstances, I put a darn good race together!
Packet Pickup:
Cheers to the Albanos wedding:
Run pics:
Early race pics vs. late race pics HAHAHAHAHA
Pre-Finish pics:
Looking strong and relieved haha
Finish pics:
Beach Cities Challenge medals:
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