With everything happening in Boston, I didn’t really feel like writing this post right away. This past Saturday was the Rock the Parkway half marathon in Kansas City. Last year, this was my first ever half marathon, and it was a great experience. I haven’t run a half since, so with running the same course for my second, I had high expectations to PR. Didn’t happen.
The morning of the race was COLD. 35 Degrees and a whole lot of chilly. Luckily I checked the forecast beforehand, so I had my thermal running gear packed. The race started at 0730, so we got there with plenty of time at 0700. Plenty of time to park, use the porta potties and get into my wave.
Leigh always loves taking pictures with me
Last year, the half marathon was only open to about 3,500, but I think a little over 4,000 ran. This year, the half was open to 5,500 runners, so they decided to do a wave start (side note- brilliant idea). Your wave was determined by the estimated finish time you gave upon registering. You could move back to a slower wave if you wanted, but not up to a faster one. The waves went from A-G. I was in B wave which was 1:50 and 1:55 expected finish times.
I started with the 1:50 pacers as I did last year to keep myself from going out too fast, with every intention of picking it up later in the race. Again, didn’t happen. I stayed with the pacers until about mile 7 before falling away. Physically and mentally I was just not on top of my game. I felt extremely fatigued, my feet, calves and knees were screaming at me, and I was having a hard time keeping myself motivated.
One thing I started pondering while running is why I let mental games get the best of me. I know I have the ability to accomplish what I set out to do, I know it’s going to hurt and I just need to push through it, so why do I give in to the negative thoughts? I get so frustrated when I do. One thought swirling around that did help me push through a bit was, I have so many people who believe in me, so why can’t I just believe in myself? I really need to start working on my mental game.
I took an energy gel at mile 4, mile 8, and had intended to take one at mile 10ish as well, but never took it. I started feeling really nauseated around mile 9/10ish, and actually had some upchuck rise in the back of my throat. Yes, you’re welcome for that tidbit. I also made sure I had either water and/or gatorade at every station (though that probably equaled about 2oz. every station).
One thing I love about this particular race are the spectators… especially within the last few miles. The energy they give off is literally infectious. It gives that extra boost towards the end, and really gets the adrenalin going.
A.D.D. moment, how the heck do you run in regular glasses? Oh, and get outta my shot miss Amanda.
My official chip time was 1:52:38.8. I had hoped to do better, but given how I was feeling, I’ll take it.
I felt horrible once I was finished, extremely nauseated, so I didn’t eat anything. I found this to be a crime, as RTP has a great after race set up. So much food! Again, not one of my best life decisions as I literally almost passed out about 40mins later (probably because I still hadn’t eaten anything).
The medals, like last year, were amazing, and the shirts this year were a huge improvement from last year’s. Last year’s shirts (though still nice that they were technical t’s), had weird stitching at the shoulders, so it looks like you’re wearing shoulder pads when you have it on, and I’m not trying to channel any 80’s styles here. Plus it was white, and white and me just don’t do well together.
This year’s shirts were amazing. Nike Dry Fit, light and comfortable, and an awesome blue color.
Though I didn’t perform as well as I had hoped, it is still one of my favorite races, and I plan on making it an annual one!