Spoiler alert: the invitation to the PR arrived promptly during my training for this fall’s half marathon. I sent in my RSVP, had some mild reservations, but showed up to the party nonetheless. I didn’t leave early, I showed up promptly and was rewarded with a Shiny New **Half Marathon PR**!! Of course this half marathon gloryfiesta of awesomesauce could not be achieved without some ups and downs.
I have used a mantra throughout my training this cycle, especially for my long runs. “One Mile at a Time”. I tend to focus too much on the big picture that I have “X” number of miles to tackle, so I liked focusing on my runs by breaking them down mile by mile. I even fed into this so much that I purchased a race bracelet I was so looking forward to wearing for the race.
It took me until I was driving 10 miles down the turnpike on Saturday to realize I had forgotten it for the race. Epic splurge purchase fail.
I arrived in Findlay to set up shop at our hotel for the race. Met up with my parentals and we picked up our race packets at the Findlay YMCA and then drove out to Riverbend to peruse the race course.
My Dad and I were super excited to see that the Findlay Reservoir is the Great Plains of Northwest Ohio. A quick trip to Jimmy Johns for dinner, watching a crazy explosion of offense in the OSU game, and a sleepless night of sleep later…Sunday arrived.
The race was to start at 7:30 AM. It was pitch black as we drove to Riverbend. The temperature was hovering around 38 degrees and cold sensitive fingers and toes were already preparing for a freezefest.
We lined for the race start promptly at 7:30 and the flag was presented and the National Anthem sang (somewhat…poor girl forgot the entire end of the song and it was quite possibly the worst rendition I have ever heard. i cringed for her).
Shortly after, we were off!
I tried to start off my pacing slower than usual in order to allow myself to build up to my cruising speed. My bad habit with half marathons has always been going out way too hard. As you can see, the course was rather NON-exciting. Lots of long straightaways on country roads, little crowd support with the exception of relay exchanges and water stops. However, early October is a time of year I love and I enjoyed taking in the sights of Fall in the country. The best part of the course, though, was the fact that the net elevation gain was +15 feet. Flat as a pancake.
Mile Splits (per Garmison) so much for going out SLOW:
Mile 8—8:21 (during this mile I reflected on my combustion at GCM and had to start mentally self coaching myself to push through this)
Mile 11—8:40 (YIKES!)
Mile 12—8:41 (DOUBLE YIKES!)
Mile 0.2 (Garmison measured long)—1:24 (7:05/mile pace)
Final Finish: 1:49:35
Average Pace: 8:22/mile
Age Group: 2/16