Showing posts with label race. Show all posts
Showing posts with label race. Show all posts

Tough Cookie Duathlon 2014 recap

Today is Monday. It's also freakishly cold, again, in the Austin area. I am captain obvious today.

Let's keep talking about the weather for a second, because it needs to be said. Moving to Texas, I did not expect cold weather. I was prepared to be roasted in the oven of the Texas summer, but I had no inkling that there would be below 50F weather. Call me naive, or ignorant, but I just assumed Texas would be like California with a mild winter. 

Cut to my move here in November, and the several months of rather chilly weather punctuated by brief warm trends, and many ice storms. Yes, ice storms. Where the ice on the ground actually looks like snow, and my poor California car has to be de-iced before driving. Um, what?! A credit card was all I needed to scrape the thin layer of frost off my windshield back home, yet I am out here pouring vinegar all over my car so it smells like an Easter egg, and using anything I can get my frozen hands on to hack at the layer of true ice on my windows while the defroster is blasting inside. Oh, and then two days later it would be 80 degrees and balmy. The temperature swings are crazy.
Well played, Austin winter.
Now this makes perfect sense with my actual recap, because on Saturday, it was 80 and wonderful. I walked around the South Congress area in a t-shirt and jeans, no sweatshirt needed, while hanging out with friends. Sunday, I woke up super early {for me} to head to my race an hour north, and it was 69F and gearing up for a thunderstorm when I left at 7am. Because I wanted to make sure I had some layers to change into after my race, I threw on some loungey yoga pants over my tri shorts and made sure to have a long sleeve shirt and a thin windbreaker jacket in case it was cold. Hello, 40F and falling with a massive windchill at 8am. 

Arriving at the race site, I was told the duathlon had been changed to a 5k run because of the weather. Initially, I was bummed I wouldn't be able to do the bike portion. As I sat in my car, too chicken to even just go stand by the run start, I began to realize that maybe I didn't even want to run the race at all. Knowing I would beat myself for skipping out on a race I had already prepared for, driven an hour to get to, and considered easier than the original, I obviously stayed. Later, when I was a shivering popsicle, I knew the race coordinators had made the right call on canceling the bike. About 10 minutes to the race start, I finally left my warm car and headed to the run course. There were 81 women who stayed to run the 5k. I know there were many more signed up for the duathlon, so it's kind of sad that so many left. Since this was a USAT sanctioned race, the results still count as a duathlon. I had changed out of my tri shorts and put my yoga pants on, knowing they would have to serve as running pants for this race. I kicked myself for not taking the weather report more seriously, and prepared with my fleece lined running tights, gloves, and more long sleeve layers. I am just so glad it wasn't pouring rain at that point. 

The run course was two loops through South Park in Copperas Cove, and the entire way out, there was a very strong headwind that froze you to the bone and made it feel like you were running up a very steep hill. The second lap was so much harder once I hit that wind. My thin windbreaker is a cycling jacket, with very little give through the shoulders and chest, so it wasn't ideal for running, but I made do. I needed that extra layer, and wished I had brought gloves, as my fingers were so cold they were burning. Later I came back to my car and found a pair of thin fleece gloves I totally could have used, whomp whomp. 

As the race started and the pack thinned out, I kept track of the group in front of me, not intending to break any personal best records or anything, but still being my competitive self. I managed to pass two ladies, and hold that spot the entire way, but didn't have it in me to reel in anyone else. I ended up finishing the slightly shorter than 5k race in 27:03, taking 19th place overall, and 3rd in my age group. Every finisher got a cute medal, and age group winners got a little....paper weight?...award. I actually stayed to get my award, unlike the Mermaid duathlon last October when I placed first in my age group, but left before the awards were given out.

As soon as the award was in my hand, I was booking it back to the car, where I posed for selfies with my medals as my defroster fought to defog my windows.

I had high hopes for this race, hoping it would be like my beloved Mermaid races in California. The weather was a bad stroke of luck, and I will reserve judgement for this series until I've completed another race, and hopefully the duathlon next year. 

Anyone know of any other duathlons in the Austin area I can train for? I need a race to look forward to if I want to stay motivated.

Jungle Run half marathon

Well hello blog land :) I decided to come back and let you know about the half marathon I ran this past Sunday. 
My running buddy, Austin, asked me a few months ago to run his first half marathon with him. I hadn't been running regularly, but I agreed because how can I not?

By the way, Austin HATES taking pictures, so he usually takes bad pictures on purpose. He will give me the worst faces possible when I tell him I want to take a picture. 
He also hates when I sing to him. Or when I dance-run. Or when I get extra excited in general about the run or anything else. He likes to be extra grouchy to balance out my bubbly, but it's all an act, I know it. So don't mind him. Oh, he's single, ladies.
On to the half!

Sunday morning was the most perfect day for a run. The weather was cool, but sunny, and never became an issue. I don't think I ever noticed it to tell you the truth. 
The race started right at 7am and I was pumped. We headed up a hill right away, so our first mile was just over 9 minutes. Austin and I had spent the last 12 weeks running our long runs together, and always kept a pretty decent 9:30/mile pace, so I wasn't expecting to have anything different for a race. But Austin did. He pushed our pace, and I just had to go with it or run by myself. 

I felt pretty good for 10 miles, then started to feel the mileage in my legs. I had even become a little worried when all of the mile markers were coming in a little ahead of my Garmin watch, and then the 9 mile marker was half a mile early. I knew the race would be a little short, I just didn't know how much so. 
I had been keeping an eye on my watch to make sure my pace didn't fall too much. I really struggled the last 3 miles, but knew I was so close to a PR that I kept pushing. 

I guess Austin's faster pace, and the idea that I could PR were exactly what I needed. I ended up running 13.05 miles {agh, I hate short courses!} in 1:58:26! I was completely ecstatic and couldn't believe it. I am so counting this by the way, even though it was .05 short. 
So, this is a 6 minute PR, and I ran a sub-2 hour half marathon! Austin came in about 20 seconds ahead of me and said he didn't even feel phased and could have kept up his faster pace or gone further. He is crazy. I am really proud of him for achieving a sub 2 half on his first try. 
 
Something fun about this run was the panda motif! The bibs, t-shirts, and medals all had pandas on them. So cute :)
As for race photos; Well, I didn't think there was a race photographer, as there were none along the course. There was a sneaky jerk at the finish line, so the photos I found look horrible! If I can figure out how to share them, I will, but photobucket is being a pain and won't upload my web snippets. I guess the horror can stay hidden!

So there you have it, a blog post and a race recap all on the same day ;)

Nike Women's Marathon

Ouch. Exhilarating. Both serve to sum up the NWM12 half marathon that was yesterday. 
dark and early Sunday morning and flashing our bibs for all to see ;)
25,000+ people is a whole lot to run a race with. It meant craziness in the corrals, although those were pretty well executed allowing only those with corral specific wristbands to enter and rows of port-a-potties on every block {hallelujah}. My bestie Nicole was there with me, so the wait wasn't too long, and before we knew it, the corrals were slowly moving toward the start. It only took us 6 minutes to cross the start line. Once the sun came up, the fog was revealed, which kept the temperatures low, but the moisture was a pain, since our sweat never dried and the mist made us even more wet. 

We meandered through San Francisco's financial district out to the Embarcadero, passing Sf's great sights such as Pier 39, Fisherman's wharf, the Aquatic Park and Crissy field, and then up to the Golden Gate bridge and the Presidio. Too bad it was so foggy, there wasn't a single tower of the bridge to be seen. Now getting up to the bridge was a huge hill with a small path that bottle necked at the base, making progress a little tough. 

The second hill was just as bad, but had an even steeper downhill, which hurt something fierce! I've never been bothered by downhill running, so this was disturbing. We plodded along keeping a slower pace that was comfortable and maintainable, running through cute neighborhoods, along the beach, and then into Golden Gate park for the last few miles. Along the whole course there were cheering sections with rad signs {my favorite: "don't poop your pants!"}, costumed cheerers {purple teletubby, anyone?} and awesome girl themed music being pumped loudly to motivate us. 

The finish line came into sight, and Nicole and I grabbed hands, finishing with smiles on our faces even though we were hurting. We walked a red carpet to the lovely tuxedo clad firemen handing out those fabulous little blue boxes with our Tiffany necklaces, then continued through the crowd to collect more goodies to feed our marathon starved selves. 
Our very own silver platter with Tiffany boxes! 
Perfecting our Saturday Night Fever and Wonder Woman poses post race
Nike Women's Marathon finishers!
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