I know I shouldn't have, but I couldn't resist. I don't regret getting out there and having fun with other ultra runners. I am not sure why, but some people have this delusion that I am fast. I like to enjoy running. I also had no reason to hold back I have been training for a full marathon to run a race with Kenny. Except it is looking like his shin isn't holding up and he might not be racing it. I needed something to occupy my head. The lack of running has been too nice, lol.
The Garmin stats are pretty cool. I can point out each of the sections.
http://connect.garmin.com/activity/133759200
Miles 1-6 or 7ish I ran with Jeff. He was just getting back from the same injury that Kenny is struggling with. I originally thought that I would be keeping a 9:30 pace. I even felt like I was keeping that pace, but nope I was pretty close to 9 with some sub 9. Remember that my latest and longest run was 18 miles and I averaged 9:20 and I remembered it being tough. Why not go faster and longer?
Honestly, it hasn't even been a day but I don't remember who I ran with next. I remember it was guy and he was running the pace that I wanted to be running. Jeff dropped back and called it a day to keep his injury astray. I felt comfortable for the next section. It was a lot shorter.
When I came back for the South loop I ran with Chloe. I really just wanted to chill so we had some conversations and a great time. This section we did a walk run. Her goal was to get in 40 miles today because last time she got 35.
Craig didn't arrive until after 10:00 or something. I picked up him as a running partner for the next loop. However, he was playing catch up. He wanted to get in 50 miles and be 2 hours late at the start. He had some Nutcracker thing. He was going faster then I wanted. Add talking and running sub 9:00 wasn't working out for me. Plus I knew he wanted to try and catch up to where I was at. He didn't believe that I would let him. I told him I had no intention of trying to get the most miles in.
I had a 10 mile lead on Craig when we met up. At this point in the race I only had a 30 mile run in my mind. I have a half marathon tomorrow that I wanted to race. I also don't want to mess up any speed workout next week. Having to do any recovery after this was out, plus stating again... my longest run was 18 miles and that was last weekend.
I ran the next section all alone. It was just me and my music. I kinda like this part as well. I just got in my zone and sat comfortable, plus I love music. My stomach got to some point that it did't like me. The other end didn't like me either. Eric, helped my find an emergency bathroom. I had to stop and walk a few times here to make sure I had my butt squeeze on. Not the Lap 10 and 11. Yeah they kinda sucked. I decided right after this it was also time to take out the caffeine.
Out came the caffeine... and nothing. That was really odd. It wasn't nothing, it just kept my pace to what I was doing earlier in the day. Generally I can but off a massive amount of time. Eric decided to give me several espresso chocolate beans. I caved after a few pushed. This stuff is dangerous. I took off and didn't stop for 10 miles later. I don't think anybody could stop me if they wanted to. I was flying.
Then the rain came. The rain wasn't bad, but I didn't like being out there in the lighting by myself. I tried to drag several FURbies out in the rain and everybody declined. Eric got nominated because he was the host. He did a South loop with my while I hid under his armpits every time I saw lighting. He didn't like me much for this. He was nice and cozy before I brought him out in pain in the rain. I hope later looking back on it he partially enjoyed himself.
Instead of going out for another loop. I figured it would be a great time to take a nap until the lighting went away. The rain was gone, but the sky was still lighting up. Except, I was freezing cold. It was windy, I was wet, and yes 72 is freezing cold. After my horrible attempt to a nap I decided I wasn't going to run any more because I still wanted to race a half marathon Sunday morning. I was going to walk for two reasons: keep warm and make those out on the course not feel like they are the only ones out on the course.
I dragged Tim O'Maile and wow I totally forgot his name, but he did lots of drinking and running. I think dude two had the record number of drinks in the evening. He was great, it was awesome. We did 10 miles of walking together. I tried one lap of walking and it was just wayyyy to boring. When you are walking and it pain it isn't so bad, but walking just to stay warm. Not cool. The shortest distance take forever to cover.
The last 10 miles Jodi Samuels joined Tim, dude, and me. We separated the last 8 because we just started walking faster. I was getting bored of the 16 and the pace was dropping to 18. I wasn't into that, and Jodi followed me. Sorry guys, my bad. At least we didn't start running. I was feeling really bad. Jodi was totally fit to run. She was as fresh as a cucumber. I was lacking in the fresh department here. Running just a 9:30 seems to make my heart rate just hate me. You know that feeling that it is working hard, but isn't really? It was one of those and that makes me nervous. It isn't a high heart rate or a low. The effort just doesn't match the heart rate.
I like Jodi. She is doing the Croom 100k and she is going to do great. Her focus on training is great even without a coach. I kinda have to have a coach to keep me focused. My focused just goes back and forth with too much running and no running. I need help at both spectrums.
11 minutes to 7:30 and I was 2 miles short of 50. Dangit, that isn't going to happen at walking speed. Eric said since we both showed up really late that if we ran the last 2 he'd let us count it. Jodi booked it, and probably kept a pace of sub 9. I really had to push to do a run walk with the small run sections at 9:30.
The day ends with some yummy drink that makes everybody smile and go home.
Now 8:00pm Saturday night, and I haven't slept since Friday night. I am heading off to bed to see what can happen at a half marathon tomorrow morning.
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