Before I get into the race recap, I want to talk a little bit about my training cycle leading up to the half-marathon. I officially kicked off my training in January and it was off to a good start. I had a good base and I was starting to do workouts that were going well. And then out of nowhere I started having pain in the inside of my right foot. I honestly don’t remember doing anything to it, but the pain was there. I thought it might be tendonitis, but I wasn’t sure. I continued to run on it for a week and since it wasn’t getting better I decided to go see my PT Krista at Evolution Physical Therapy. She confirmed that it was tendonitis, posterior tibial tendonitis to be exact. I took a week off from running and began going to PT twice a week.
I started running again, continued doing PT twice a week, and did my PT exercises every day at home. I was feeling better, but the tendonitis wasn’t gone. My workouts were getting stronger, but I wasn’t in the shape I needed to be in to run my goal time. So as the half got closer I made the decision that I wasn’t going to try for a PR, but instead I would focus on running a strong race. I set a goal to run 1:35 or faster, a goal that was very reasonable based on my workouts.
Before I knew it, race weekend was here. I went to the expo on Thursday and got my bib and some other goodies-a few new Sparkly Soul Headbands and Nuun. Even though I had my bib it still didn’t feel like I would be racing in a few days.
Saturday night I went to dinner at Parpadella on the Upper West Side with a few of my teammates to carboload.
I woke up at 5:15 to make sure I had plenty of time to eat (2 slices of gluten-free toast with cashew butter), get ready, and walk Chloee before jogging over to baggage to meet some friends. I met my friends at 6:30 to run some warm up miles then we headed into the corral to wait for the race to start. The gun went off and it was time to go! I started off with my friend Sari, but fell behind her before we even hit the first mile. I wasn’t worried about it though because I knew she was trying to run faster than I was. I settled into a rhythm and ran the first few miles between 7:15-7:20 pace, which was exactly how I planned to start. My foot was bothering me a little, but I tried to ignore it and focus on my breathing. Once I exited the park my plan was to pick up, but that didn’t really happen. I’m not really sure why I couldn’t go faster, but I think it was a combination of my foot hurting and not being in it mentally since I went in with the attitude that I “wasn’t racing.” It’s crazy how much your mind can make a difference in your performance.
As I ran along the West Side Highway I focused on my breathing and hoped that would help me go faster. My pace had slowed into the 7:30s and I knew if I didn’t pick it up I wouldn’t run under 1:35. I was tired and just not feeling it, but I continued to put one foot in front of the other and even started to pick up my pace. As I neared mile 13, I realized that running a 1:35 wasn’t going to happen, but I still thought I would run somewhere close to that time. WRONG! I finished in a time of 1:38:07. I was disappointed & upset, but in the words of Taylor Swift I tried to shake it off!
I was glad to find my teammates then we went to shower (thank you NYHRC) and headed to our team party at Becketts. It was great hanging out with friends and celebrating their successes. They had some stellar performances!