The last two weeks have been super.. sore. The highlight is definitely I RAN MY FIRST HALF MARATHON. With that smack dab in the middle, the last two weeks can be described as last minute prep for the half marathon and then recovering from it. That being said, there hasn’t been a ton of actual working out going on here! Let me show you what I mean.
Everything I’ve read online says that you’re supposed to take the week leading up to a half-marathon mostly off. My lack of training for the race made me extra nervous. I anticipated that I’d end up very sore given that I don’t have a background in running. Trying to anticipate the balance between being ready to go and not being stiff is a hard balance. I did not actually strike it this time, but you live and learn.
I ended up going to CrossFit on the Thursday before the race and just going light-ish. In retrospect, I really wish I hadn’t. I found myself sore from all the front squats we did. I failed to log my workout performance, so what’s below is from memory.
Workout: 6:30 AM CrossFit Class (Workout Source)
WOD: 13-10-7-5-3 of 3 couplets
- Calorie Row & Shoulder to Overhead
- Toes to Bar (Strict Hanging Knee Raises at Failure) & Front Squats
- Burpees & Jumping Pullups
If I remember correctly this took me just about 20 minutes.
I ran a half marathon!
I woke up just after 5 AM on race day. I struggled to find a Lyft, so I woke Casey to drive me (I was trying to let him sleep in!). I got downtown around 645 and it took me about 20 minutes to walk to my corral. I peed (always a good thing!) and the lines were long. I was wearing a garbage back to stay warm because I didn’t bring any removable layers. I was really shocked by how much clothes was just thrown on the side of the road! I planned for the garbage bag, knowing I could throw that away without a problem.
The race started at 7:30 AM, but my corral didn’t start until nearly 7:50. It was chil
ly when the race started. I wish I had kept my garbage bag for the first mile!
Here are my splits:
At the end of Mile 1, I looked at my watch and said “Oh shit” because I realized I was going wayyyyyyyyy too fast. I tried to slow down, and I think you see that reflected in the subsequent miles. Mile 8 had the whole mile lined with people which really fueled me. I did not even realize how much I sped up because of that. Right around mile 9, I started hitting a wall. The road was quiet, we were lapping a road we already went up on (so nothing new to be inspired by). It was the first time the whole race I stopped and that really was my downfall. Once I stopped once, I found myself stopping again and again. I couldn’t bounce back, even when the crowds were present again. I was just hurting so much by then. I never bounced back.
The longest race I had run prior to this was the Tower of Terror 10 Miler at Disney, back in October 2014. I finished that in 2:42. My time this time my ten-mile time was 2:05, almost a FORTY MINUTE DIFFERENCE. Wow.
My official race time was 2 hours and 45 minutes (the screenshot above is the “unofficial time” given at the start). My goal had been 2:30, so I was a bit over. If I had done a better job of consistently pacing myself, I think I could have hit that and probably hated myself less along the way. I wish I would have found the 2:30 pace group and just run with them the whole time. I never found them throughout the race. If I could do anything over, it would be that.
I’m really happy that I finished, but if I do it again, I’ll have more of a training plan. At 25, you don’t bounce back the same way you do at 21!
After a week of recovery, I decided it was time to get back into it. This weekend I headed out to Orangetheory. It wasn’t my best class, but it was a very consistent class, so I’m okay with it. It was a 3G which is not my favorite, but it was fine. Strength day was strength day.
Workout: 9:30 AM Orangetheory Class (Workout Source)
I got 21 splat points.
Remember: It’s important to remember that doing something is usually better than doing nothing. It doesn’t have to be perfect. Progress is not a Straight Line.
Emilie is a data engineer by day, lifestyle blogger by night, CrossFitter by early morning hours, and Army Wife all the time in between. A Jersey girl at heart, she is currently living in Savannah, GA. Her favorite place is cuddling with Bo, their American Bulldog, on the couch with a good read.