This particular race report isn’t going to be as thorough as my other ones….partly because I really, really want to put on some SalonPas and take a nap, but mostly because today was my worst race to date and rehashing it isn’t going to be much fun.

Although today’s 30K/18 miles (or 18.64 to be specific) was the longest distance I’ve ever run….and although my knees (yes, plural) and left ankle did give out at mile 11…and although “everyone has good and bad races”….the thing that made today’s race so bad for me is that I let those things get the best of me, mentally. I’ve done runs that were more challenging physically (the 25K, for example), so the fact that I basically gave up during this one left me really, really disappointed and frustrated with myself. After mile 11, I’d run for maybe 5, 10 minutes before giving up (I’d run through the water stops….or at least try to look like I was doing OK…heh). Then I’d fight back tears and seriously wonder whether I’ll be able to run the Marathon in just over 30 days. I’d try to run again, and the whole stupid cycle would repeat itself. Not fun. I think I finished just 2-6 minutes before the course closed.

I spent some time during the race trying to figure out what made today different. Did I not get enough sleep this week, thus making me too tired this morning? Is my diet off? Was it not drinking my usual Cytomax (I decided to experiment with not running with my amphipod today) during the race? Should I up my training schedule? Was it the peppermint candy cane I accepted from a volunteer (the white sugar)? In the end, I still can’t pinpoint what went wrong.

I guess all I can really do is just accept that I had a baaaaaaaaaaad race today, and move on. Focus on January 15th. *sigh*

Good things about today’s race:

  • Saw Holden, Jon, Joe, Dave Smart, Yong, Waverly, Cassie, Vic and Jessica before/during the race. I think Steve Shepherd dashed past me at one point.
  • It was nice to see local Sugarland residents coming out and supporting all the runners.
  • This one cracked me up: As I was (slowly) turning the last loop, this little girl at the water station offered her support by shouting into a plastic bullhorn-thingy - “If you keep running slowly, you’re gonna get a ticket! If you don’t want to get a ticket, then you better hurry up!”
  • Vic, on CPR/AED duty, offering his support and encouragement while riding past on his bike. I really appreciated that, even though I was feeling pretty grumpy about things at the time.
  • As I came up to the finish line (mere minutes before the course closed, remember), Holden, Joe, Jon, David and Waverly were standing and cheering people on. They saw me and started cheering. As I ran past, we exchanged high fives, and Jon cheered, “We leave no blogger behind!!” That’s when I finally felt myself starting to cry. Though I was pretty emotionally drained already, seeing the cheering Houston Running Bloggers and Jon’s comment were exactly what I needed.
  • Despite my race experience, the weather conditions were perfect for running - chilly and a gorgeous blue sky.
  • And the best part - crossing that finish mat. Because that meant it was over and I could go home.

*sigh*

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