Hi there! What were you up to over the weekend?
I was up to the Rock ‘n’ Roll Country Music Half Marathon!
The race started bright and early — I snagged a parking spot and headed to the start line just in time for the gun to go off (I hate getting to races early and always cut it super close).
As you can tell, it was sunny out and I was standing behind some very tall people. I wasn’t very nervous for this race. My plan was to just do my thing, run hard, and enjoy the good weather and good crowd support.
My coach had given me a goal pace of 7:15 which I thought was impossible. But then again, he’s been within 1 minute of predicting all of my race times… so I sort of wondered… what if?
I aimed to stay under 7:30 during the first four miles, which were mostly uphill. After that, I cruised for a couple downhill miles at a speedier pace. I don’t usually take photos while I race, but when I saw Elvis around mile 5, I had to capture the moment!
Mile 6 brought another crushing incline — but I’d actually looked at the elevation map before the race and knew it was pretty much all downhill after that. So, I picked it up and tried to bust it to the finish.
Around mile 11, I started feeling pretty beat and actually broke out in goosebumps (probably not a good sign considering it was 80 degrees?). At that point I knew that a fast finish was neither possible nor safe so my goal was to just finish steady. I usually don’t repeat mantras when I race, but I kept saying “you’re strong, you’re strong!” in my head so that my mind wouldn’t drift toward negativity.
Anyways, I guess the mental games worked because I finished at a pretty solid pace! And I got a burst of extra speed when I ran by Anthony (my one-man camera crew) and my parents in the last 0.1 mile
I love Anthony’s spontaneous cheers in this video.
Another PR! My official time was 1:35:09 (7:16 average pace). I guess my coach’s predicted pace was possible after all.My splits, for anyone who cares:
My parents undertook a great PR effort for the blog, too.
Anthony was so inspired that he asked me to do a half marathon with him in the fall. My answer, of course, was yes (I was so excited that I spilled Gatorade all over my shirt as you can tell)And I asked everyone to go to Taco Bell with me after the race. I’ve been seeing all these ridiculous commercials for their breakfast food and decided it would make for a nutritious and gourmet post-race meal.Possibly the best and worst decision of my life = the waffle taco. It was sort of weird but I’m glad I can say I tried it.The breakfast crunch wrap, on the other hand, was actually quite tasty! Ha.
And that’s my story of the Rock ‘n’ Roll Music City Half Marathon! Have a good week!
- Did you race this weekend? How’d it go?!
- Have you tried Taco Bell’s breakfast stuff?
- Have you ever raced in costume?