The highlight of this morning’s NYRR Mini 10K race was definitely Kara Goucher and Paula Radcliffe making cameos and speeches before the start, and Kara so graciously high-fiving runners as they passed (she didn’t end up running). I heart her 🙂
So on to the actual race. I woke up obnoxiously early, per usual. I stretched and fueled with some Kashi Heart to Heart, fresh organic raspberries and almond milk.
Call it superstition, but I always eat Kashi Heart to Heart before races in the morning. I’m kind of weird like that. I also have about 1.5 cups of coffee.
After more stretching and some core exercises, I gathered my supplies (water, banana for right before the race), pinned on my number on and headed over to Columbus Circle.
I don’t bring my BlackBerry or camera when I run (duh), but would have loved to share a photo of the crazy port-o-john lines. C’mon, NYRR, 5,000+ women – you should know better! I actually timed my multiple bathroom breaks (I have the smallest bladder in the history of the world) perfectly and was in my corral by 8:50 a.m. Whew!
The only other thing I’m going to complain about (yes, to you again, NYRR) is that these corrals were not policed very well. There were also a ton of people that obviously lied were very optimistic about their predicted finish times. Tough to get around during the first mile or so.
Anyways. Weather – it was a bit humid and probably about 65. Not terrible, but let’s face it – humidty sucks. So after high-fiving Kara I was off. I really wanted to PR in this race, and for the first few miles I was thinking it was totally possible. They felt good and my pace was sub-8:00/mile – right where I wanted to be. Then the dreaded mile 3-4 hills on the northeast side of the park happened (NYC runners, you know what I’m talking about). Let me tell you, I actually thought about stopping after these evil things but I dug deep and pushed on. This was also when I stopped looking at my splits and thinking about a PR. Wah wah.
I picked it up again by mile 4.5 and kept it steady until the finish.
My time: 50:00
Age place: 218/1375
Overall place: 694/5189
So, lots of room for improvement. This was actually a PR, but only by two measly seconds and I missed breaking 50:00 by one measly second. GAH! The running Gods have a strange sense of humor. I was really disappointed, and consoled myself with a three mile cooldown around the bridle path (with warm-up and cooldown, today’s total was around 10 miles).
My stomach is often a hot mess after long runs and races, and this one was no exception. I drank some almond milk when I got home and showered. I knew I needed to eat something, so PB&J on whole wheat was my obvious choice.
My appetite returned (yay!) and some Greek yogurt and pineapple followed. I threw in some organic raspberries for good measure.
The rest of my day will include some icing, errand running, dinner at Candle Cafe (will report back tomorrow!) and probably a movie.
So, while today’s race didn’t exactly go as planned (and I still hate 10Ks, for the record), something marathoner/ultramarathoner Josh Cox said recently after a disappointing finish in the Comrades Marathon came to mind. I’m lucky I consider a bad day one when I have a less then stellar race, because a day when I get to race is actually pretty fucking great (I’m paraphrasing, btw). True dat.
Good days, all!
Question: did you race today? How’d it go?
Question: How do you deal with disappointing races?