Well they finally posted the results and...
my official time was...
2:29:56...yay for being under my 2:30 goal!
I ran my first 10k in 1:05. Those darn hills on the second half slowed me down!
Sunday night and Monday my legs hurt sooooo bad. I felt like an 80 year old woman when I tried to walk. By Tuesday, my hips were the only sore spot. Last night I did realize/notice that my toe nails are bruised though :(
Today my legs felt fine so I did a half hour on the elliptical. I felt fine during my workout, but once I got off, I noticed my legs are still a bit sore. Nothing a little stretching won't fix.
I'm taking the rest of the week off from running. I'm still not sure how to deal with these bruised toe nails once I hit the pavement again next week. B and I are doing a 5k together on Sunday...I think it'll be a combination of a walk/run though since B hasn't gone running in awhile.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Omaha Half Marathon...
Well I did it...I ran my first half marathon. WOW-What an experience it was and I'm so proud of myself that I did it.
I signed up to do the half as a way to challenge myself. I often get stuck in the same old workout routine that gets boring. I'll be honest...I really tried to stay true to my half marathon training schedule. But, it did get hard since I spend most of the summer traveling. That means when I get home, it takes me a week to get back into my daily habits.
During my training, the farthest I ran was 7.5 miles...wasn't quite sure how I was going to run 13 today. I originally had a goal time in mind, but that changed once I slacked on the training. My only goal for today was to finish, and be happy and proud of myself for doing something I never would have imagined doing. I really wanted to finish under 2:30 too. While I normally run a 10 minute mile on the treadmill, I'm significantly slower outside, and with the hot/humid Nebraska weather we have, it makes it hard to run outside too...so needless to say I wasn't sure how this whole half marathon was going to turn out today...
When I was walking to the start line this morning, I really thought about turning back and not doing it. The thought of running 13 miles in 43 degree weather was not very appealing at 6 a.m. when I got there this morning....
But, I faced my fears and we were off. I really am a walk/run type of girl so I told myself to walk whenever I felt like I needed it. Surprisingly, I ran most of the first 6.5 miles. I told myself to go slow and save my energy and I did end up taking a walking break after each mile for a few seconds. I really didn't feel I was going all that fast but my running app said I was pacing around 10:20...ok, I'll take it!
Halfway mark hit and it was a bit down hill from there.
Mile 7-couldn't feel my butt
Mile 7.5-stomach was growling. Being up since 4:30 made me a hungry girl
Mile 8-cobblestone streets and hills did not make me a happy girl
Mile 8.5-legs started cramping so I listened to my body and walked till I felt I could run
Mile 9-largest hill ever came up and my poor legs killed walking up it
Mile 10-legs felt like they were going to fall off and were cramping so bad. I kept telling myself (outloud nonetheless) that it'd all be over in a half hour or less
Mile 11-ran/walked
Mile 12-ran/walked till the last 2 blocks, then I sprinted as fast as I could to that finish line. I wanted that medal!
I looked up at the time and it said 2:31... however I started my timer on my phone when I crossed the start line this morning and that time was 2:30:05....I'd like to think of that as more of my official time and I'll take it!
It was a great feeling running down that runner's finishing shoot. At this race, Marines presented you with the medal after crossing the finish line and I've really never been more proud of myself. All the awards I've won over the years through pageants, dance and ice skating really don't compare to this one.
I was so relieved to see B with miss Giavanna right at the finish line. It's nice to see your favorite person (and dog) after a long run. My legs were hurting horribly afterwards..the walk back to my car and ride home were painful. Most of the pain has gone away, but my hips and knees hurt like I'm a 90 year old woman. I'm sure it'll be a sore/rough few days...
I signed up to do the half as a way to challenge myself. I often get stuck in the same old workout routine that gets boring. I'll be honest...I really tried to stay true to my half marathon training schedule. But, it did get hard since I spend most of the summer traveling. That means when I get home, it takes me a week to get back into my daily habits.
During my training, the farthest I ran was 7.5 miles...wasn't quite sure how I was going to run 13 today. I originally had a goal time in mind, but that changed once I slacked on the training. My only goal for today was to finish, and be happy and proud of myself for doing something I never would have imagined doing. I really wanted to finish under 2:30 too. While I normally run a 10 minute mile on the treadmill, I'm significantly slower outside, and with the hot/humid Nebraska weather we have, it makes it hard to run outside too...so needless to say I wasn't sure how this whole half marathon was going to turn out today...
When I was walking to the start line this morning, I really thought about turning back and not doing it. The thought of running 13 miles in 43 degree weather was not very appealing at 6 a.m. when I got there this morning....
But, I faced my fears and we were off. I really am a walk/run type of girl so I told myself to walk whenever I felt like I needed it. Surprisingly, I ran most of the first 6.5 miles. I told myself to go slow and save my energy and I did end up taking a walking break after each mile for a few seconds. I really didn't feel I was going all that fast but my running app said I was pacing around 10:20...ok, I'll take it!
Halfway mark hit and it was a bit down hill from there.
Mile 7-couldn't feel my butt
Mile 7.5-stomach was growling. Being up since 4:30 made me a hungry girl
Mile 8-cobblestone streets and hills did not make me a happy girl
Mile 8.5-legs started cramping so I listened to my body and walked till I felt I could run
Mile 9-largest hill ever came up and my poor legs killed walking up it
Mile 10-legs felt like they were going to fall off and were cramping so bad. I kept telling myself (outloud nonetheless) that it'd all be over in a half hour or less
Mile 11-ran/walked
Mile 12-ran/walked till the last 2 blocks, then I sprinted as fast as I could to that finish line. I wanted that medal!
I looked up at the time and it said 2:31... however I started my timer on my phone when I crossed the start line this morning and that time was 2:30:05....I'd like to think of that as more of my official time and I'll take it!
It was a great feeling running down that runner's finishing shoot. At this race, Marines presented you with the medal after crossing the finish line and I've really never been more proud of myself. All the awards I've won over the years through pageants, dance and ice skating really don't compare to this one.
I was so relieved to see B with miss Giavanna right at the finish line. It's nice to see your favorite person (and dog) after a long run. My legs were hurting horribly afterwards..the walk back to my car and ride home were painful. Most of the pain has gone away, but my hips and knees hurt like I'm a 90 year old woman. I'm sure it'll be a sore/rough few days...
I think I'll be completing at least one half marathon each year now...it's quite the rush. But over the next two and half weeks I have two 5k's (which I'll be doing both with M) and one 8k.
I know I'll never be the fastest or come in first place in these races..maybe one day I can run a 5k and come in first in my age group...who knows. All I know is it's nice to get out of the same old workout rut and really challenge myself...
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