Happy happy Sunday my wonderful friends!
This morning I woke up bright and early to run the Calgary Police Half Marathon. This is actually the second time I’ve registered for this race, but the first time I’ve ran it because back in 2011 we got a ton of snow the day before and, well, I’m a wimp 🙂
I don’t have a lot of pictures for this recap – the route was beautiful, but I really can’t run and take pictures at the same time. Well, I can, but I’d probably end up tripping, so for my safety I decided to forgo the pictures aside from my self addiction.
Now that I have some food in my belly (bacon, waffles and watermelon, in case you were wondering) I thought I’d sit down and recap it for y’all, since I’m normally way late on all my race recaps.
Given my experience of not running this race, when it was snowing/raining/snowing yesterday, I started to get a little worried. For about a year I had a terrible habit of registering for races and not running them and I really wanted to be able to run this race.
Thankfully when I woke up this morning the weather looked like it would cooperate. It was cold, but there was no snow on the ground, so that was good enough for me! Merlin woke me up at 5:40 as he does every morning (if I actually wanted to wake up at 5:40 it would be really, really convenient!), so I took the opportunity to chill in bed until my alarm went off at 6:00.
Having never ran this race, and seeing there were notices posted that accessing the university might be difficult after 7:00, left bright and early, even though the race didn’t start until 8:00.
Thankfully, I didn’t need to wait outside in the cold – since the start was at Mount Royal University (go Cougars!!) I was able to keep warm and use the flush toilets…..or the bathroom for a selfie.
(I did actually have two nervous pees before starting, so I really appreciated not needing to use a porta-potty).
While I was able to be warm while waiting for the race to start, it did get to me a bit as I had too much time to think. I mainly thought about how my right leg was bugging me yesterday (I’m so thankful for a kickass chiropractor!) and how my mileage has been low, and I didn’t think I ate enough yesterday, so on and so on.
At 7:50 I headed out into the cold and did a bit of a warm-up jog and immediately felt better.
I went into this race with no real goals. I did consider racing it,but with my lack of mileage for the past two weeks and the uncertain weather, I decided racing was probably not the best of ideas. I really just wanted to feel good. I’ve had a few runs where my fueling had been off and where I felt like I was dying at the 15km mark, so I wanted to do my best to avoid those issue.
As for the race?
The whole thing felt good. Really good.
I ran it a bit quicker than I thought I would, but I didn’t push too hard.
I was really happy with how I did on the hills. The majority of the race was on a pathway and not on the road and there were quite a few elevation gains and losses that I wasn’t aware of (I don’t like knowing the course too well before I run it). My goal on the hills was to hold a consistent effort and I know I managed that. I also used the downhills to my advantage. I’m not a big fan of slowing myself on the downhills as it’s too jarring on my knees and shins, so I just let ‘er fly and pass a ton of people.
(Tip: learn how to increase your turnover when running downhill. It’ll feel a little out of control at first, but it’s so helpful when you have a race with lots of elevation gains and losses. I like to hold my arms out like wings for extra balance).
The only mileage point that really stands out to me is the 15km mark. This is because there was an absolutely massive hill we had to run up (check the elevation chart below, it was nuts) but we had bag pipes at the top of the hill! I’d seriously run up that hill every day for bag pipes 🙂
(Random: know what’s super awesome about running a race for the police? Ummm, guys in uniform 😉 Don’t ask how I didn’t realize this would be the case until I got there…..)
I didn’t bother doing any race math until I hit the 18km mark. All I knew is that my splits were consistently in the 5:57-6:02/km range, which is pretty dang awesome. Once I hit the 18km mark, I figured I’d be able to come in around 2:07 if I kept pushing through until the end.
A few weeks ago I ran a 2:11 as a training run, so I was thinking I’d come in around 2:10, so seeing that I could come in around 2:07 I was pretty pumped. Once I hit the 1km to go mark I pushed harder because….I couldn’t not 🙂
Now, I did have an additional 10km planned after my run, but my right foot and I are currently arguing. When I was 15 (uhhhh, that’s more than half my lifetime ago. Wow!) I had a horse jump over a log and land on the top of my right foot. I have a feeling a few of the little bones in my foot broke and didn’t heal up properly, because there was really nothing that could be done for it.
I currently have a bruise on the top of my right foot and when I changed shoes to run my 10k (I wanted to wear a pair with a bit more cushioning) I knew there was no way it was happening. I could have pushed through and hobbled, but that just didn’t seem like a good idea. So now I’m trying to figure out if there’s something I can do, or if I just have to gut it out for the next 5 weeks.
Even without the additional 10km, I feel really really good about my training. I’ve had some good training runs, but last week was pretty meh (more on that tomorrow!) and I really wasn’t feeling confident about, well, anything. Now? I feel pretty good. Obviously I won’t run the 50k at the same pace I did for this one, but I’m hopeful I’ll be able to finish, even with some decreased mileage over the past little while.
Tell me: Any suggestions on how to deal with my bum foot?
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