I ran my first 1/2 marathon today - the Hairy Gorilla 1/2 Marathon & Squirrelly 6 Mile, complete with gorillas, ghouls, little pigs with their hungry wolf, and assorted other oddities. Happy Halloween! It was a trail race put on by the Albany Runners Exchange. They did a great job with the race. Thanks to all the volunteers - especially those out on the trail providing timely water & snacks, and much appreciated encouragement!This race was a pretty big challenge for me. I've only run a couple of 5Ks, and my longest training run was 9 miles last week in which I walked a good amount.
As a personal trainer, I know that it's generally good to only make 10-15% increases at a time in duration, intensity, or frequency of workouts. And then, it's a good idea to stay at that level for at least a week or two to give your body a chance to adjust to that new level. That's a good, safe way to progress and avoid injury.
This was about a 30% jump. It's pretty aggressive - not something I would ever recommend for a client. But it's me, and we (that means me) don't always do what we know is best, do we? I knew it would be better if I tried to run a 1/2 marathon in a month, but the race was today. There's no trail race scheduled anywhere near me in a month.
So I decided to try. But I tried with the idea that I didn't care about time or how much of the race I actually ran. It was just a chance to see how I was doing, where I am in my training. I was perfectly happy if I had to cut the race short or walk most of it. I would not push myself to the point of injury; I just wanted to try.
I was late. Foolish. I'm a musician - I know it's always important to leave extra time to get to the gig! I arrived just after they started and had to run up from the parking lot. I was in such a hurry trying to register, get my bib on & pee, that I forgot to attach my tag for the electronic timing, so 2 of my split times didn't register.
I was off. No warm up at all, but I was off. I found it hard to get my breathing & pace when I started. Although I didn't care about my time, I found myself running faster to catch up. In the first couple of miles, I slowly caught and made my way up into the pack. The trail was seriously muddy! Because I wanted to conserve my legs, I walked up the steep or long hills. Remember, I'd never run that distance, so I didn't want to burn out too soon. I definitely felt a competitive pull, wanting to keep up with or pass others. I had to remind myself to run my race, at my pace. I had told myself that when we came to 6 miles I could always stop there with the 6-milers if I was tired. Six miles came - decision point - and I kept going. Miles 7 & 8 were tough for me; I started feeling pretty tired. I took a dive in the mud. I was trying to look at my watch & tripped on a root - right into a mud puddle. Somewhat ironic that I fell while checking my watch, since I was the girl who didn't care about time. At about 9 1/2 miles I started feeling better. I had a long section of mile 10 into 11 where I was running completely alone in the woods. It felt great! The last mile I picked up my pace slightly and finished strong - 13 miles.My time was OK, I think, for my first 1/2 marathon. My official time was 2:43. But since I started 8 minutes late, my actual running time was about 2:35. It was way fun!
And I learned a few more things:
*Get there early, Julie.
*Find your own pace. This is something I always stress to my Life-Cise clients. Find an appropriate level for you. No one else matters. What your husband/wife, neighbor, best friend, the guy next to you at the gym can do doesn't matter. Do what's right for you right now. Find your own pace; run it. Run your own race.
*When you stumble - and you will - if you can't keep your feet under you and you fall, get right back up and run.
Julie






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