Surprise! This weekend I ran half marathon #11.
Oh yes, I look horrible in this picture. But that’s what you get when you’re horribly undertrained and run 13 miles. So maybe if I do this again, no photos right before the finish?
Yeah, it sort of snuck up on me too. I registered for Rehoboth about a month ago, when I thought I was finally over the double hamstring strain that had sidelined me from the Marine Corps Marathon. I actually signed up while I was in New York, just hours before I was in that unfortunate car accident on the New Jersey turnpike. And then, just as my neck was recovered from the accident, I managed to fall off a curb in Virginia and bruise the top of my right foot. So my plans of kicking myself into half marathon shape over the last month didn’t exactly work out. I had exactly one half marathon distance “longish” run–9 miles, the weekend before Thanksgiving.
So yes, I was seriously undertrained, and I knew it. But I also knew that this was practically my hometown marathon. Yes, I live in Baltimore, but I’ve definitely run way more races in Rehoboth. So tahese were my roads, my trails, my running place. And I needed to be part of it!
We had pretty much perfect race day weather (for me). Cloudly and a little misty, with temps in the 50s throughout. I have asthma pretty badly, and cool + humid is a good combination for me. I told myself to start out slow, because although I felt good and wanted to run fast (close to 9 minute miles) I needed to harness that energy and save it for the later miles, or I was never going to make it. I kept telling myself to aim for 9.40, and funny enough my overall average pace for the race was 9.41.
My finish time was 2.07.34 for 13.3 miles. And you know what? I’m THRILLED. Yes, it’s a lot slower than the PR I ran three months ago, but considering how few miles I’ve actually run in that time thanks to being injured and other mishaps, I’ll take it. I ran a smart race and I proved to myself that I could come back from a huge mental and physical setback to run strong again. Yes, this race hurt, and I’ve got possibly the worst case of DOMS EVER today. But it was so worth it.