The alarm sounded at 4:45am and I shot out of bed...it's here...Race day is finally here! The day I've trained for solidly for the past 4 months is here! Let the pre-race rituals begin.
First things first, get in my 24 oz of water that I do before anything else every day. Then my 1 cup of black coffee with Stevia. A little pre-race stretching and then time to get dressed because the babysitter was scheduled to arrive at 5:45am so we could leave early. Blended up my Shakeology (unsweetened almond milk, crushed ice, frozen banana, 1 Tbsp of Chia Seeds and Chocolate Shakeology) and we are out the door!
Racing Day Gear detailed below for those interested:
- Athleta Chaturanga Capri Pant
- Nike Women's Pro Hyperwarm Hoodie
- Nike Pro Rival Sports Bra (ladies...check this one out!)
- Balga Socks
- Under Armour Women's Get Set Go Running Gloves
- Saucony Hurricane 16 Shoes (these babies have been awesome this season)
We arrived in Uptown with over an hour to spare so I hit up the restrooms a couple times and we walked around trying to keep ourselves somewhat warm. At 7:00 am it was a bitterly cold 28 degrees. All I kept thinking was thank goodness my husband had a VIP pass so he could get inside and warm during the race. A big thank you to the organizers of the race for having that option this year, it was very much appreciated by both of us.
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At the starting line getting ready to run! |
At about 7:15, the hubby and I went our separate ways. For me it was time to warm up with some light jogging and stretching and for him it was time to go get inside and warm up. After a final stop at the porta jon (with the obligatory long lines of a race day), I had to jog to the starting line just in time for the gun to go off. Took me about 2 minutes of patiently waiting to get across the starting line and then I was off. The typical ebb and weaving you do at the start of a race was amplified on this day due to how large of a race it is. I dumped my throw-away sweatshirt within the first few minutes and worked on trying to get around the crowds so I could try to ease into the first couple miles. My plan was to get into a steady rhythym in the first 2 miles and then try to hold a 8:50 - 9:00 pace thru mile 11, at which time I would assess how much I had left in the tank and decide if I had the extra kick to push extra on the way home or hold steady.
My goals for this race were A) Come in around 1:58 something (which would be 10 minutes better than my previous PR); B) Come in under 2:00; C) Set a new PR (which would be anything under 2:08:31 from 2011).
They changed up the course this year so the new beginning was actually a lot of fun taking us right in front of Bank of America Stadium and up Tryon thru the heart of Uptown and out 4th street. That part went very quick and based on my splits below for the first 7 miles you can tell I was feeling the endorphins big time.
Mile 1 8:48
Mile 2 8:22
Mile 3 8:48
Mile 4 8:27
Mile 5 8:44
Mile 6 8:29
Mile 7 8:55
I had trained a lot on mile 3 - 9 on the course, so I felt very comfortable and knew when to expect the hills and when to plan for the recovery down hills. I did my best to not pay attention to my pace and only used my watch to see where I was at distance and overall time. At this point I was on cruise control...
Then came mile 8, which is up a big hill on Morehead street heading into Dilworth and my first side stitch hit me...yikes! A mix of thoughts started going thru my head...this isn't good...I still have 5 miles left...I have to slow down and recover... Then I thought back to what my coach has told me to do when this happens, relax your upper body, pull your shoulders back, pull up out of your hips and stand tall, and focus on your breathing. So I did and I fought thru it...they didn't completely go away and lingered with me thru mile 11.
That stretch of 8 - 11 miles was by far the toughest mentally...lots of big hills, some of the new course that I am less familiar with and the side stitches. But here is the thing...I knew without a doubt I could do it and execute. I had to trust my training at this point and focus on my inspiration. So when the pain of the side stitch started, I would think about little Landon's baby giggles from the night before or Preston's laughter and the way he says everything is "fun-nee", or how it was going to feel to cross the finish line and collapse into my husband's arms. Those 3 visions are what carried me thru the toughest moments of this race. I am so beyond blessed to have these 3 in my life!
Here are my splits from mile 8 - 11
Mile 8 9:02
Mile 9 9:16
Mile 10 9:25
Mile 11 9:25
When I hit mile 11, the side stitches were gone and we were now in Southend and it was at this point that I encountered a comical experience I won't soon forget. There was a guy (we will just call him Mr. Spandexter) who was up in front of me trotting along listening to Push-It my Salt N Peppa without headphones. That means we all heard it! And he was doing the sprint and walk game like it was his job...I'll admit those games drive me nuts during races. I mean pick a pace and stick with it, or walk if you need to. Its similar to the people who don't know how to use cruise control on the freeway. Grrr.. Anyhow, he proved to be the spark I needed to push hard in the final 2 miles because let's be real here...no way was Mr. Spandexter going to beat me!
The final leg of the race comes up Mint Street past Stonewall, under the overpass, past Bank of America Stadium and finishes at BB&T ballpark. I got in a zone here...I literally couldn't even see anything in front of me. My vision was blurry and I knew there were other runners around me, but it was like I was in my own zone. I started talking to myself (outloud too...so no doubt people hear me). My favorite song came back on (Lose Yourself by Eminem) in the final 1/2 mile and after a final taunt to myself of "Come on Jill" I felt that final kick came on strong and I sprinted to the finish line. I even managed to remember to throw my hands up at the finish in the hopes that I get a good picture out of it. I clicked off my watch and looked down and was elated...1:58:06! A new PR by over 10 minutes!
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GPS watch read that the course was longer than the 13.1...I'll take it either way!
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Final splits
Mile 12 9:02
Mile 13 9:18
After shuffling thru the medal pickup and grabbing a bottle of water and a banana, I made it out of the gates and found my husband and collapsed into his arms. At this time, the emotion hit my in a wave and I cried tears of joy while wrapped in his arms. Its an amazing feeling to accomplish something you have worked so hard for and trained for, and then to be able to do it and have your support system right there waiting on you at the end...so amazing.
So...Thunder Road thank you! You were everything I wanted and more. Until we meet again next year.