If you missed Part I, you can find it here.
Ok, so this was really long. Why? Because Rev3 has those awesome individual spots for your bike and your stuff. They are awesome until one of your fellow competitors is in too much of a hurry to put their bike in the right spot, and consequently everyone else has to put their bikes in the wrong place. I was tired, and not looking forward to the run, and just sort of staring around trying to figure out where the hell to rack my bike. A volunteer spotted me and ran over, and helped me shuffle some things so I had a place to rack. I squeezed in through the other bikes there and pulled on my shoes and grabbed the Honey Waffle waiting for me – I was starving!
My longest half marathon ever. Mentally, I was just done. I was so beat down from the windy bike and was absolutely appalled that I had to run a full half marathon. I just didn’t want to do it. So I walked. And walked. Not even fast, just a slow, grumbly stroll. The run was a two loop course, with aid stations about every 1.5 miles. I just didn’t want to do it though. I couldn’t fathom doing the whole distance. So I shuffled a few times, jogged a couple times, and mainly felt like I was on a death march. The bright spot was getting to see E and a couple times, as well as the amazing volunteers. The ones located at the turnaround point were wonderful, sporting Halloween costumes and funky hats, and telling us about their wares like old school baseball game barkers (“Salt tabs! Gatoraide! Ice cold water! Get’em while they last!”). They were a nice bit of sunshine in my struggle.
Soon after starting on the run, I ate my waffle, downed a couple tylenol, and after realizing that I was positively coated in salt, a couple Endurolytes. I just wanted to feel like me – you know, the person who absolutely adores running. I dutifully kept to my nutrition plan of PowerBar gels every 30-35 minutes, and took water and Pepsi at most aid stations.
By lap two, I was ready to be done so I pushed myself to pick up the pace. My stride started to feel a little more normal, and I just kept setting goals for myself, like run from this orange cone to that one.
And finally, I finished, in 6:21. I know had I fought my mental barriers in the half marathon better, I would definitely have finished more quickly.
Overall, this was a great race. I really love the job that Rev3 does. Their events make everyone feel like family, and it’s always a good time.
As far as the 70.3 distance goes…I’m not sure. I’m not in love with it. My original instinct is that I’m cut out for the Olympic distance, and that was my feeling when I finished.
I feel a little conflicted that with the swim cancellation, I didn’t really get to cross this distance off my bucket list. So we’ll see. At this point in time, no more 70.3s on the agenda, just Olympics and hopefully more Rev3 races next year.