Don't get me wrong, I like my time. Excuse the history of Josh lesson, but I ran 3 half marathons last year (St. Jude in Dec 2006, America's Finest City in Aug 2007, and the Silver Strand Half in Nov 2007). Then I held off from running a few more since I was moving during the summer sometime of 2008. I did run a 5K everyday from Thanksgiving to New Years and did a few small things to challenge myself.
So when we finally moved and I signed up for the Big Sur Half Marathon, I didn't "train" per se, but I did run all of my runs at about a 10 minute pace. I did my last long run two Saturdays before the race at 12 miles and tapered down the next week running 8 miles the Saturday before and a 3 mile on Monday, 3 mile on Wednesday, and 2 miles on Thursday with Friday and Saturday completely off.
So... my EXPECTATION was to run 13.1 miles at a 10 min pace. That wasn't the case. I ran the first 7-8 miles at 9:04! Holy FRICK!
You know the old saying, "If you go out too fast, you'll pay for it in the end."? (sorry about the punctuation, I'm an engineer at heart) Well I did. To put it in perspective, I hit the final turn averaging a 10 min pace, and finished the race at 10:30 average pace. Not too shabby you say? Well, if I went a little more than half way at a 9 min pace and finshed at 10:30 then my last 4 miles were around 13 mins/mile... It's just disheartening.
Yes, I'm happy with a 2:18, no I didn't hurt myself, and yes, I finished strong. I get it. I did better than 50% of runners my age. I should be happy. I am happy. I'm going to run another... it's just a matter of point of view I guess.
To add to this already long tale, on Saturday my Mom called and asked if I wanted to run the St. Jude half marathon (the Memphis Marathon is what some people call it). She said since I ran in 2006 she thought I'd be interested. Hi Mom, it's not like I forgot about it?!? Anyway, she thought she would sweeten the pot and offered to cash in frequent flyer miles to buy me a ticket. Hey cool, I thought. But then I looked at registering for the half marathon. It was not too late to register, but I had to pay the late-comer registration fee. I did NOT want to pay $70. Yes, call me cheap. I won't deny it.
So I was kind of bummed I didn't get to run, but oh well. Then as I was resting after the run yesterday, my Mom called again. She had her neighbor Gassia over. Gassia is a big runner. Gassia works for a running-friendly company. A company that has already purchased 10 entries. Gassia only has 9 people ready to run. So... to my Mom... it was a free entry. And then she said she already purchased tickets to Memphis for me.
So, now I have another half marathon less than 4 weeks (yes, I know it's only 1 day less, but still) from the one I ran just yesterday. And yes, I'm actually pretty psyched!