Lawdy, I survived. That was a beast. Beautiful, but a BEAST.
As you all know I have been battling PF in my right foot for the past month and have been pretty nervous about this race. When I got up this morning I was just a little sore so I taped her up and headed out.
The La Jolla Half Marathon started at 7:30 am at the Del Mar Fairgrounds. It was an overcast morning which was AWESOME. Perfect running weather.
Even though there was approximately 7,000 runners it felt like a small race. No pace groups, just an old fashioned foot race…for 13.1 miles.
I went into this with the mentality of I just want to finish. If I could keep an 8:30 pace on this hilly course I would be happy.
Mile 1 was flat! It took me approximately 40 seconds to get across the start line and kept reminding myself to go slow, take it easy. etc etc etc. I crossed mile one at 8:02 pace- too fast for my bum foot. The plan was 8:30 so I needed to slow down by 30 seconds. Did I? Nooooo. DUMB DUMB DUMB. I hit mile 2 at a 7:46 pace. What am I doing? SLOW DOWN INJURED ONE. The hills started at that point and we had a slow steady incline through mile 4.
At that point I knew we were nearing Torrey Pines reserve and I needed to chill. We got a nice little downhill before taking on the BEAST.
This picture makes that baby look tame.
At mile 3,4 and 5 I was at a 7:51 pace. I knew I was going to pay for it. I just knew it. At mile 5 we started up the reserve. I got half way up and I started to feel an ache in my right foot. Nooooo! I prayed and asked God to allow me to run this race how HE wants me to, not how I want to. At that point the genius words of my friend Maureen and my Hubs were in my head “YOU HAVE 2 WEEKS UNTIL A FULL MARATHON. IF YOU NEED TO WALK THE RESERVE TO SAVE YOUR FOOT, WALK. WHO CARES.” I have never ever walked in a half marathon. Ever. I decided at that point I was only a half mile to the top and I pulled over and walked. GASP. I took the time to take a gel, drink water and say another quick prayer.
I crested Torrey Pines at mile 6 with a pace of 10:05. Not bad for a 1/2 mile walk!
The climb continued through mile 7 where I still kept a slow pace, around 9 min. That was more like it. The rolling hills went from 8-10 and I stayed steady around an 8:20 pace.
Then a SWEET downhill at mile 10. RECOVERY! FINALLY!
I stupidly hit mile 11 at a 7:37 pace. I knew we had another 150 climb coming around mile 12, this would come back to bite me in the butt.
I hit mile 12 at a 8:12 pace then the last hill killed me. I think it took me 24 hours to get from 12 to the finish. Kidding, but it did take me while. An 8:55 pace. BRUTAL WAY TO END. BOOOO.
I ended up crossing the finish line in 1:50 and 10 seconds, average of 8:24 pace.
Not bad for someone who threw a 1/2 mile walk in. I am glad I did it to save my foot but I am still mentally beating myself up a bit. I’ll get over it. I am just glad I was able to run!!!! After a DNR 2 weeks ago it was questionable if I would be able to run this race. I did it! Now I just have to keep my fingers crossed that I will be able to run at OC. I better learn to pace properly or I will wear out quick!
Here are a few more pics from today!
Me and Gretchen! This was her first half marathon!!
Me and Maureen. She ran the 5k! What is going on with my face?
My fam 🙂
Now I’m off to do the typical Sunday Costco trip. This should be interesting…