This was a measuring stick race, and also the unofficial start to running season in the Capital District (Albany). Just two weeks ago, I had nailed a 4-mile training run at an average pace of 7:40/mile. At the time, this was a huge training PR. Then, just last week I dropped the bar even lower by clocking in at 29:40 (7:24/mile). So, you could say I was pretty excited about this race.
Then, however TRAGEDY STRUCK! Not really... but I did feel like I tweaked right above my patella on my left knee while doing some strength-training on Wednesday. "Shit," I thought. I was jeopardizing my training, this weekend's race and, of course, the big picture - DC 10-Miler. So, I laid low until race morning doing my best to ice, poke and prod. The knee still felt a little funky at work or in bed when I shifted on it, but during a test-run this morning it felt NOTHING. Weird, huh? Anyway, the warm-up proved that the race was a 'GO' and it was on from there.
I showed up 30 minutes prior to the race, did the packet pick-up routine and hit the bathroom. I ended up on the starting line about 10-minutes before the gun went off, but then discovered that the garmin I had lent my wife was DRAINED of any batteries. "Shit," I thought. On the other hand, this could be a very good thing because it meant that I would more-or-less race on 'feel' rather than my perception of the times I should be at. Plus, they had clocks at each mile-marker so whatever.
Off we went! And, before I knew it I was through the first mile at ~7:05. NICE! I love the concept of "banking time" early in a race if you feel good. Mentally, it does wonders for me. "Ok, if my goal time is an 8:00 min/mile and I've run the first 5 miles at 7:50/mile, then that means I've got 50 seconds to work with should the wheels fall off." If goals and pace are set correctly, then it's a great way of keeping yourself calm during a race knowing that if things turn South you're not screwed.
On the other hand, I knew that I couldn't hold a 7:00/mile for 4-miles in the current shape I was in - no way. So, I stuck with the feeling and the group I was with and hit mile 2 around 14:28? I don't recall exactly, but I had slowed slightly but still had plenty of time "in the bank" (my goal was sub-30). Things in the mental department started turning dark + stormy during mile 3 and I relented my pace in order to get a handle on things. If I know anything about myself, it's that I can turn the jets on during the last mile and continually ramp up the speed. Knowing that, I thought it was smart to glide through mile 3 at a smart pace and set myself up for a strong finish. A few folks I had been running near passed me or started to pull away, but I knew I had not seen the last of them.
Mile 3 ended right around the 22-minute mark (1 minute in the bank). There was a little up-hill at the beginning where I tempered my effort and held back from pulling the trigger, but after I got over that and regained my breath/perceived HR... it was GO-time. I turned the jets on with about .75 miles remaining and hit a 1/2-mile straightaway right to the finish that saw me catch and pass the original group I was running with. I even picked off a couple of faster runners that were looking to make a move at the finish line. That ALWAYS feels good, whether they're racing me or not! :)
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Still have never seen a photo of myself running with both feet off the ground... |
Official Time: 29:11 (7:17/mile) (162 / 663)
Am I happy? You better believe I am!
My training program called for 7 miles on the day, so immediately afterward I went to the trails and ran another 2 miles, thinking my warm-up + intensity of the race accounts for the extra 1-mile. :)
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