When I crossed the finish line today for the Fort Rodd Hill Historic Half Marathon in roughly one hour and 49 minutes, I wasn’t super excited or feeling like I could take on the world – the way I usually feel after completing a challenging half-marathon, let alone getting a new PB.
I felt too good to feel accomplished.
My legs felt great, for starters. When I stopped to lift my foot to have my timing chip removed, I didn’t strain to find my balance and the muscle power like I usually do. I casually walked over to my parents, who were patiently waiting for me to cross the finish line in the rain, and gave them hugs instead of staggering around zombie looking for chocolate milk and a place to sit.
During the race, I kept up a great pace – I started slow and picked it up to a 5:17 – 5:20 pace, and I didn’t breathe hard except when I ran up the hills. I crossed the finish line with a PB of 1:49:17, but I knew I was a little slower than that.
An early morning fire destroyed part of the Colwood Plaza, and I guess they shut down the portion of the Galloping Goose Trail that we were supposed to run on. After a half-hour delay, we ended up running all the way along Sooke Road instead of taking the Goose Trail. Since I knew this would shorten the route, I knew my time was going to be off. Not knowing your exact distance and time can be an issue for some runners; I know it is for me. Sometimes races or PB goals come down to the seconds, so accuracy is important.
As soon as I got home, I mapped out both routes using Walkjogrun.com. My best guess is the race was shortened by about 400m. According to my pace running a 20.7 km race, I should have come in around 1:52, which is still my half-marathon PB by two minutes. So why wasn’t I completely elated when I crossed the finish line like I was at BMO?
I think the combination of not knowing my exact time and not feeling totally gassed at the end made it feel like just another run. It was also a small event; maybe 200 runners or so. Everyone was fairly spaced out on the road, so most of the time I didn’t see other runners; I just felt like I was out on a long Sunday run on the Esquimalt Lagoon loop.
Or maybe I’m just becoming more efficient, and should start to step it up to the marathon distance?
It was a great run, though. The jazercise at the start was quite amusing, and it was a well-organized race. The scenery was great, too; the lighthouse, the old historic forts, and the lagoon are definitely the highlights.
Other highlights for me included seeing my friend Meghan watching out of the window of her house, then coming outside to cheer me on when I ran past. It was also kind of cool seeing the damage from the blaze, although I do feel bad for the owners of that property. I got to meet Kirsty, which was great, and see her come flying down towards the finish line in great form! I also saw some cute baby ducks waddling along down on the beach at the lagoon – all in a day’s run!
So what did I do right this time as opposed to my last half-marathon? I think the constant excercise and running the week prior had a lot to do with the condition of my body during the run. I’ve also been doing yoga three times a week to stretch and breathe, which I think helped a lot.
But for now, it’s time for feet up, rolling-pin, lap top and food!