This is going up a little late(the race was 5 days ago), but I’ve felt pretty crappy for most of this week, dealing with a fever and some nasty chest congestion. Looking back, I probably should have sat this one out, but what’s done is done. So, after about two hours of sleep in the hotel the night before(thanks to my sick and fussy 2 year old daughter) I woke up and started to get ready. At this point, I could already tell that my chest congestion(first noticed the day before) was getting WORSE. But this was my first half! I couldn’t just sit it out, right? Well, I should have, but I didn’t. The race started out ok. Except I was running WAY too fast. My first mile was 7:40, which is just a little slower than my 10k pace. Sustaining that pace for a half marathon would have been highly unlikely, even if I were completely healthy. But I foolishly kept going. My first 5 miles were all at 7:52 or lower. Then it gets interesting. I tried to grab a drink at mile 6, and fail, spilling it all over my legs(mile split, 8:08). I decided I was going to take my GU and grab a drink at the next water station, which I assumed would be at mile 7. Nope. That definitely threw me off(mile split,8:17). By the time I took my GU and had some water(which is what I really needed at that point), the damage had been done. In addition to being sick, I was getting dehydrated, too. I think I’ll have to work on that for the next half. My goal for the race quickly went from sub 1:43 to sub 1:45, to sub 1:50. The mile splits continued to climb(miles 12 and 13 were 9:04 and 9:02), and I continued to watch as a parade of runners passed me by. I tried to muster whatever I had left for a final push, but I just didn’t have it. My final time was 1:49:23, well short of my expectations, but now I have a time to beat in my next half(June 26th).
Now for some pics