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| Ann, Erin and I working out the pre-race jitters! |
After 4 months and 329.43 miles of training, yesterday
morning at 4:30 a.m. I put on my running clothes, gulped down a banana and a
scoop of almond butter and walked across the Ohio River to meet up with my running
group to tackle the Cincinnati Flying Pig Half Marathon. I was nervous but meeting up with the people
who I had trained with during this journey converted some of that nervous
energy to excitement.
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| Bob Roncker's Running Spot meet up location at 5:15 am. |
My goal for the Flying Pig was to run the
entire race without walking. If I had to come up with a theme for these past four months of training it would be "Carrie does not want to take walk breaks anymore." In fact, the title of this post refers to this sentiment, which I made during one of my classic “running causes me to lose oxygen and speak without a filter" moments.
Early during training for the Pig (January/February) it was a hard adjustment
switching my body to running straight instead of doing 4:1 run/walk intervals. On an early Saturday morning Valentine’s Day
run in the bitter cold with Bob Roncker’s training group, I was ecstatic that I
had ran the entire 4 miles without walking, and so as I ran across the finish line
I yelled “no walking bitches!” (I of course thought that I said that quietly,
but my friend Jonna will attest that I actually yelled that loud enough for
most of the town of Loveland to hear
:).
Here is a breakdown of my experience of the race:
Miles 1-4: The first miles flew by! I felt like I was
running comfortably and I was chatting and laughing with my running group
friends; the sun had not completely risen and so it was still a little cooler
and less humid.
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| Jamie and Nicole and I! |
Miles 4-8: After mile 4 we started the main incline portion
of the route-which basically consists of a 4 mile uphill stretch through some
pretty difficult hills. I knew those miles would be tough, but we had trained
for those hills and so while it was difficult I felt mentally prepared for that
portion of the race and I was able to push myself through even though I was
starting to feel the heat. Just a side
note, all week they had been warning us about the heat (the event even offered
heat deferrals, which they NEVER do) and I remember looking at the forecast and
thinking 68 degrees is not that warm…let’s just say that I learned when you are
running for over two hours and uphill, 68 degrees and humidity feels HOT!
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| Patsy, Ann and I post-race- they were my rockstars! |
Miles 8-10: What I was not anticipating was how rough miles
8-10 would be! Instead of feeling the euphoria of realizing that the hardest incline
portion of the race was already behind me, the thought of still having 5.1
miles left just seemed absolutely
overwhelming. I am so thankful for my running group buddies Patsy and Ann,
because honestly if they had not been there running with me step by step during
this time, encouraging me and pushing me, I know that I would have succumbed to
that little voice in my head telling me to stop and walk. By sacrificing a
faster time in order to run alongside and support me, Patsy and Ann reminded me
that the true beauty of running is that while it appears on the surface to be
an individual sport, distance running is truly a team endeavor.
Miles 10-12: By mile10 I had pushed through the mental
black that I was struggling with during the past two miles and I was just
focused on plowing through the rest of the race. I was still hot and tired and these miles
were difficult, but I was no longer battling the voice in my head telling me to
stop every 2 seconds. I just kept repeating that I could do this, that God had
designed my body to run, and that I needed to keep going.
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| Tami and Rianna came down to support me:) |
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Mile 12-13.1: Seriously, this last mile felt like it was 18
miles long. I knew that I was sooo close
and yet it still felt like soo far away.
I remember telling myself that no matter how tired and sore I was, there
was no way that I had run 12 miles only to walk during the last 1.1 mile. I knew that my friends Rianna and Tami would
be near the finish line and I was also thinking that I did not want them to
have come all the way down to watch my race only to see me walking:)
I will never forget Patsy telling me, “enjoy this, you have earned every minute
of it, this is an amazing accomplishment” and Ann telling me that she believed
in me. Patsy also kept telling me all we
had to do was turn the corner and we would see the finish line- (we were only
like .3 miles away), but due to a dip in the road and a bridge when we turned
the corner I could not see the finish line- and I distinctly remember saying “I
THOUGHT YOU SAID WE COULD SEE THE FINISH LINE WHEN WE TURNED THE CORNER” and
Ann saying “honey, its okay, I can’t see it either;) At the very end, Patsy said, "let's pass these people ahead of us" and even as the words "I can't" were coming out of my mouth, my body started sprinting and we raced into the finish line.
On May 6, 2012, I ran across the finish line hand in hand
with Patsy and Ann and I accomplished something I never could have imagined or
dreamed of 2 years or even a year ago- I RAN an entire half-marathon!
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| All changed in dry clothes! |
Carrie 2012 Flying Pig Half Marathon Results
Finish time: 2:25:30
Division place (30-34)- 548/1100
Gender Place: 2971/6761
Overall place: 5873/10853