Day of the race…couldn’t sleep pretty much all night. Got out of bed around 6am. Chewed up some adrenal complex (as prescribed by Torry…almost threw up), got ready and had a pre-race breakfast of peanut butter Power bar and a banana. Also drank a 4 oz bottle of water with Crystal Light energy. Was still having awful sinus pressure in my head (even though my friend’s husband gave me a steroid shot in my butt the night before, apparently it didn’t work fast enough) so I took 2 Excedrin. This was probably my first mistake, a little too much caffeine in my system. It was freezing outside when we first started. The cold mixed with my asthma and sickness was not awesome. The race started at 7:30am. The first couple miles I just tried to keep up with my girlys, but very quickly it got really hard for me to breathe. So I just tried to really focus on controlling my breathing. The entire course was up and down hills, just when I got my breath, it was up another hill. The mile of hell 4-5 was the roughest part of the race. I made it through that mile in 12 minutes exactly. So I thought that was pretty good. However, now I was smoked…hills are killer. I was taking way more walking breaks than I wanted to, but I was exhausted. By mile 9 I was trying everything just to keep my feet shuffling along. Slowly I kept seeing the 2:20 and then 2:30 pacers slowly making their way away from me. At mile 10, I picked up a GU packet (even though I’d been munching on sports beans all run) thinking it might give me the boost I needed for the last 3 miles. At mile 11 with no bathroom in site it hit me…you know what I’m talking about, the if you run anymore you’re going to be sorry feeling, so the last 2 miles were a slow shuffling jog/walking. At this point I was like whatever, I just want to finish this and get to the bathroom. Right as I was rounding the corner to the finish, one of my besties was there to run the last stretch with me. Finished at 2:48:44 and went straight to the bathroom. I was seriously dehydrated. I almost puked in the shower and could not stray too far from a toilet. That feeling was not awesome.
I really did not want to do another race…but I kind of feel like I got robbed. I know I can do a way better time if 1. I wasn’t sick 2. we did a non-hill race 3. I take an Imodium…so I guess I’ll have to try again another time. I think first I want to do a triathlon sprint and then another half…if you’re thinking oh maybe she’ll do a full…NO…WILL NOT HAPPEN.
Total points = 70 HOLY CRAP!!
After-race: no pics banana, saltines (can’t remember how many, I was seriously ill) 8oz 7up 7pts
Breakfast: went to my favorite place for pancakes, by this time I was starting to feel a lot better and was starving, ordered a short stack of buttermilk pancakes but could only eat 1, also ate a piece of sourdough toast not pictured and had a glass of oj 16pts
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