|Lakefront Brewing Wisconsinite|
After dinner we went back to the hotel to get some solid hours of sleep. Unfortunately, there were some clowns in our hotel who had decided we didn't need good sleep. Generally the night before a race I don't sleep well anyway and end up waking up every hour or so but this was worse because there was a lot of noise which made falling back to sleep a problem. I think I finally fell asleep around 3 am and was startled awake at 5 am. I felt awful and dreaded even getting out of bed. My throat was really sore, I was tired (from the lack of sleep) and I was worried that I hadn't packed the right clothing for the weather. Regardless, I got up, put peanut butter on my bread and tried to figure out what combination of clothing I could put together that would be warm enough. Dang, Wisconsin is cold.
Once dressed, we headed out to the start line. Have I mentioned that I love these types of races (small town) because you can park really close to the start and you can get there about 20 minutes before the start of the race? Perfect! Especially on a cold April morning! I hit the bathroom one last time and went out in search of the 2:20:00 pacer (who I'd planned to follow for at least the first half of the race). We listened to a group of Boston Marathoners speak to the crowd, we sang the National Anthem and I thanked Dan (who ran the 5K like a champion!) for being a fabulous and supportive husband. He left to go find the back of the crowd to line up for the 5K and then we were off.
|My running pose around mile 13|
Around mile 5 as we left the Wiowash trail I pulled ahead a little bit so that I could walk while I took my first chews and water. My hands were really cold and it took me longer to get my chews out and open than it should have but I finally did and then I was back running.
I'd decided to take 2 chews every 2 miles - it was easy to remember plus it gave me something to look forward to - as in - I only have to run 2 more miles and then I get a little walk break and a snack! I'd fallen behind the pacer after mile 7 and was trying to catch up but it seemed like I couldn't quite get there and decided to just keep on the pace I was running and try to keep them in my sights. I saw Dan around mile 8.5 and that was a huge boost to my ego. We traded water bottles (so I had fresh Nuun) and I told him I was tired (which I was) but I kept on running.
|Getting closer to the finish line|
I'd been thanking people along the course all morning. Both volunteers, people cheering and police officers who were directing traffic. The event is spectacularly organized and I loved all the course support. I was walking briskly and I was trying to run as much as I could but I was slowing down. I called Dan to tell him that I was moving slowly and I was behind the 2:20 pacer (I couldn't even see him anymore) so that he wouldn't be worried when he saw the group come in without me. When I realized there was about 3/4 of a mile to go I started running, albeit slowly, but I was running. I felt tired and my legs were hurting but I knew I needed to run.
|New Hardware - Oh HELL YES!|
Official time: 2:28:24.40
Who else raced this weekend? How did it feel?