#4 Done and Done…

Slacker Half Marathon

I did this run yesterday, it was awesome.  I loved nearly every minute of it.  My quads don’t love me today.  They did NOT lie about it being downhill unlike Steamboat’s marathon last year…that sucker was not downhill.  They should get together with Slacker and learn a thing or two about what downhill is.  Man.

We were intending to spend the weekend up in the area and couldn’t find a hotel room.  Totally booked everywhere.  SO disappointed.

So we headed up Saturday morning with Shaughnessy and Adam’s Prius (Thanks Guys!).    Holy smokes the line for the packet pickup was incredibly long and it was COLD.  I had checked the weather and it was a low of 41* and a high of 66*.   Thankfully, the line moved really quick and everyone was incredibly nice.  We got our bibs and we didn’t have to give our ID, blood type, mother’s maiden name or anything.  Just our name.  There you go Ma’am.  How easy is that?  

Headed to the race start,  gathered with everyone else and waited.   The race started a little late but the music and chatting with people helped the time pass quickly.

Ready to go and we headed off.  And guess what?  It was all downhill.  No joke, mostly downhill.  Like…90%.  Maybe 95%.  Crazy.

I was pretty tired.  I hadn’t had a lot of sleep the night before and my lack of running, sleep and something to eat properly just said…rough race.  It was my own fault.  I wasn’t too worried though.  I knew I hadn’t run for three weeks except for some quickie runs in the middle so I just set out to have fun.  It was HOT.

HOT.

I reminded myself it couldn’t possibly be as hot as Steamboat.

I was letting myself walk the uphills and through every water stop but it was the consensus with everyone to do this.   I think I saw 5 people run the hills. It was hot.

As I hit mile 9 I caught up with a young girl I was running near most of the way.  She was really struggling and someone noticed her and asked if she was okay.  She was not.  So I offered to walk her in.  The other woman was running and I was running mostly and walking occasionally.  I figured my time wasn’t important.  The girls name was Sydney and she had the chills and was nauseous and lightheaded.  She actually lives in Georgetown and trained for this race. She ran most of the course last weekend. But she was so mad that she was sick because…and I laughed at this…it’s not supposed to be this hot!  She checked the weather!  Yep..I agree.  We both saw 66* as the HIGH for the day.

When we got in eventually with a time of 2 hours 32 minutes (unfortunately not beating her time from last year…I think it was 2:30…did I mention she’s 13 years old?)… we found out the temp was 75*.  At 10,000 ft that’s a little toasty.  So no PR for Sydney, I felt bad for her.  I figure at 13…Girl has time.
The medal is darling, the t shirt is screaming lime green.  Got a great bag.  I already can’t wait to run this race next year.

My legs hurt so bad.  LOL

2 Timothy 4:7

“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith”.  

~Teresa