I was pretty stoked to have ran a good portion of Whiskey Hill. I did stop once only to realize that I didn't have much more to go. I said "uh, no." And kept running. But Whiskey Hill ended up winning. At the steepest part, I had to stop and walk. Boo!
Miranda & I registered for this race last year and we were excited when April rolled around. Miranda decided she would pace with me and help me in reaching my goal of a new PR. I was gunning to finish in 2:15-2:20, leaning more towards 2:20. A goal that I felt was attainable since I have been improving so well. The last half was last May and I finished in 2:38. And Miranda was on board to help me in reaching that goal. But my body had other plans....
Ever have a race that starts out feeling amazing then suddenly goes down hill quick?! Well that was me on yesterday's race. I've only had that happen during training runs but never in a race. Since the Ft. Campbell race I haven't really felt the greatest. I took 3 days off from running because I was so tired. I do believe either my iron or B-12 levels were low so I started taking those again. But I may see my doctor to get a full panel done because during the race yesterday I got sick. To the point I could have thrown up. And I kinda wish I would have maybe then I would have felt better. But I'm also thinking I may have broken the cardinal rule with refueling. This course offered Gatorade at each stop along with the water. Normally, that's the second to last stop. I didn't keep track of when I did GU vs when I didn't like I normally do. Around mile 8 or so, I had just a few sips of water downed Gatorade. Shortly after, I grabbed a GU. Not long after that I was focusing on not trying to upchuck.
:( By then, I knew I wouldn't reach my goal time because I was having to stop to walk and try not to throw up. Lets not mention the fact my watch lost GPS signal around mile 4 as well. Does Whiskey Hill eat runners for lunch?! Possibly... ;)
Thankfully my girl Miranda stuck with me even trying to keep me motivated to keep going. Without her, I probably would have walked the remainder of the race or hitched a ride. That's how bad I felt.I hope to never go through that again. We ended up finishing in 2:42. Next time I'll just stick to just water until the very end. I am quite disappointed with my performance. But I know there will be more races and that PR will still be waiting for me until the next half.
|Ready to get this party started!!!!|
|At mile 8|
|A close up of the dork in the photo above.|
|Maybe I should try out for the Oak Barrel Cheer Team.|
|Selfies with Mr. JD himself|
|Yeah that's the look of being pissed off.|
Atleast Miranda looks smashing. :)
|My race outfit. I ran in honor of Chaz so I wore|
the shirt from his fundraiser for his home. I
had quite a few people to run past and tell
me they loved my shirt. One guy even gave me a fist bump.
|They have the best swag!!!!!!|
The whiskey bottle was from Miranda. :)