Race day. Woke up feeling awful and honestly wondering how I would run 1 mile let alone 26.2. But, the magical things about races is that somehow you always kick it into gear.
My initial goal the night before was to run about 7:30 pace. But from mile 1 I could tell that it wasn't going to happen. And all along I knew I was going to pay for it. And pay for it I did. First half: 1:28. Second half: 1:58. How is that for a positive split? I ran about the stupidest race I could have, somehow held on for third, and walked about every half mile from mile 17 on. But, overall, not too upset. My easy goal was 3:30, with a higher goal of maybe reaching 3:15-3:20. Loved the downhills. Struggled hard with the second half, as did most all the racers in my opinion, because I only got passed by about 5 people max. Here are the splits: First half: 6:35, 6:45, 6:34, 6:37, 6:38, 6:38, 6:39, 6:45, 7:09, 6:48, 6:56, 6:51, 6:54 Second half: 7:16, 7:25, 8:15, 8:53, 8:19, 8:15, 9:53, 9:03, 9:07, 9:04, 9:22, 10:06, 10:03 I knew it was bad. Doesn't it look like 2 different people ran this race? I think 'hit the wall early' would be a bit of an understatement. But, I made it! We survived. I will tell myself its good I went fast in the beginning so that I could still hit my goal time in the end. Overall: 7:50 pace
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