I'm here to tell you that I lived through it - I managed to run 10 miles in the Brazos Valley Museum of Natural History's Buffalo Stampede race on Saturday! This is a long recap - but hey...it was a long race!
I met up with my running club where we all got our chips attached, bibbed up and chatted. It was great to have a group of familiar faces to hang out with before the race!
I was doing fine, nerve-wise, before the race until right as we were heading over to the start line - then Jenny came up to me and gave me a hug and wished me good luck...and I got sad, because I wouldn't be running with her. She's my running buddy, and I really enjoy having her by my side as we go through this
I lined up in the back - with a group of runners this small (only 103 for the 10-miler), I knew that I didn't want to deal with being passed up so much like I was in the duathlon. Better to start out where you know you belong, right?
See the man on the bike? I didn't realize that he was the person who trailed the last runner, and shortly after we made our first turn onto the street, I saw him behind me and was thinking "what is that bicyclist doing on the race course?" - I knew that there was a lead bicyclist, but didn't know that there was an end one as well. I finally realized that he was this race's version of the police car that follows the runners. Only seriously - if I threw in the towel, how was I going to get back to the starting line - on his handlebars?
The first mile was a bit rough - it was the coldest temperature (60 degrees!) I've run in since April. I had a little trouble catching my breath, and my hands were cold. But, I soon warmed up and got into a good rhythm and all was good. Shortly after I passed the one mile marker, a different bicyclist sped past me, followed by a young man running - and I mean RUNNING! Up ahead was the first water station and the turn around point for the 5K race - aha - this guy was the leader in that race, which started ten minutes after our race. Dang, he was fast! Anyway, I got a cup of water, walked while I had a few sips, and was off.
Miles two through four were good - I was just chugging along, following a few people, and occasionally passing one or two. Every time Ricky Bobby chimed another mile, I walked and drank a few sips of Powerade, and starting with mile three, ate a few Sharkies. As I came up to the second water station near mile four, I could hear music, and when I got there was so happy to see our high school's drum line playing! I love this group - they always play in front of the stands where we sit during the football games, and their loud crashing beat was perfect to run to! Had a little more water, and soon after, started to see some of the fastest runners on their way back. They all looked like they were deep in concentration, really focused on the finish line. It's a whole different world for them - while my goal is to just finish the race, they actually have a chance at winning.
I finally got to the mile 5 turnaround - which happened to be on the access road to the highway. Although our lane was blocked off from traffic, I didn't really enjoy running with cars speeding past me at 60 mph as they entered the highway. Glad that was the shortest part of the race. Oh - a woman that I used to work out with was doing the run/walk/run method with some other ladies and I passed her as they were approaching the turn around - she got a fun picture of me:
I got to the 6 mile mark (and the drum line water station), had some water (and got some encouraging words from the race volunteers, which was so nice), ate a couple more Sharkies, and started running again, thinking "this is the farthest I've ever run" with every footstep. At 6.3 miles, I just ran out of gas. I was so tired. I couldn't see anyone ahead of me, and the people who were behind me were pretty far back. I started walking fast, trying to stand up straight to get some air into my lungs. Then, you know me, the tears started. I was able to choke them back for the most part because I knew that crying would make running all that much harder. But this was awful. I had been doing so well - I had 12 minute miles (or less) the whole way, and I was on track to meet my secret goal of finishing the race in two hours. Yes, I know I should not have set a time limit for my first ever 10 mile run, but in the back of my mind, I was thinking "I ran 5 miles in one hour, and 6 miles in 1:12 - I can do 10 in 2 hours even" - I know! I shouldn't have had any goal other than to finish. But I did. And the more I walked, the more frustrated with myself I got. I was approaching an intersection where a policeman was holding up traffic for the race, so I started running again. Crossed the intersection and I was spent. Walked. Mad at self. A little bit later, two women passed me, and they were going really slow. I told myself to just pace them - I could run that slow. So I did. Funny thing is, that when I looked at Ricky Bobby to see "our" pace? It was 12:00. I felt a little better, and then the mile 7 chimed - and I got the surprise of my life when I looked down to see that I was at 1:24 - I was still on track for finishing in two hours! That gave me confidence, and mile 7 was a good one.
Mile 8 - I could see the water station ahead. Far, far ahead, but it was there. I told myself that I just had to keep running until I got there - then I could walk. I got some water, had a couple more Sharkies (but could barely move my mouth to chew them at that point), and started running again...but at about 8.75, I had to walk again for a little bit. Then I realized that there was just over a mile left in this race - boy did that come up quick!
Mile 9 - I made it to about 9.25 before I stopped to walk a bit. Ran a bit more, then walked again...this was heading into the last part of the course, and it was uphill. I checked Ricky Bobby - my time was 1:55 - could I run half a mile in five minutes? Probably not, but it would be close. I was coming close to the turn-in to where the finish line was when I saw some of my running club peeps on the street, cheering me on! I dug deep and started running - Coach Erica got this picture of me, and you can tell how tired I was by my posture - but of course I was going to smile for the camera, lol!
I was running as fast as I could - just hoping I could keep going until the finish line...
I should have gone back out to the street where my running club was - there was one more of "us" still on his way in. But I didn't think I could walk that distance...seriously, my legs were like lead. Still, I feel bad about that - the great thing about this club is the support and camaraderie and I feel like I received it without giving it back. Next time, I'll do better.
I thought this screenshot from Garmin was interesting - you can see the higher blips are where I walked, and boy howdy, you sure can see how I fell apart from mile 6 to mile 7, and then how I got it back together from mile 7 to mile 8. Also? That last blast toward the finish line? After running for nearly 10 miles, I was in the 8 minute range - ok, only for a few seconds, but still!
My stats:
Mile 1 - 11:48 Mile 6 - 11:40
Mile 2 - 11:41 Mile 7 - 13:29
Mile 3 - 11:58 Mile 8 - 11:50
Mile 4 - 11:51 Mile 9 - 12:32
Mile 5 - 11:34 Mile 10 - 11:40
Average pace: 12:00/mile.
After the race, I went home and had an ice bath with a cup of hot coffee. Then we went out for my post-race reward:
But you know what? I wasn't feeling all that well. The last few days, I'd felt like I was getting a cold, and then about an hour after I finished the race my stomach started hurting. Bad - like I'd taken a kick to the gut. It didn't stop me from the yogurt, but I didn't enjoy it as much as I should have. I ran a bit of a fever the rest of the day and into Sunday, so in retrospect, it's pretty amazing that I did as well as I did for the race.
This was a lot to ask of my body - to go from running six miles one week to ten the next. My running club coaches didn't recommend that we run the entire way, but of course I wanted to try - it's hard not to when you're in a race. Shoot, I felt like I needed to be running any time a car passed me by - as if they really cared. Obviously I put a lot of pressure on myself, and I'm just now realizing that. Quite honestly, it's very interesting to discover that this lazy person - yes, the one who will always choose the escalator over the stairs, the queen of sloth, is a bit competitive. With myself only, but I would have thought I'd have been happy to just complete the race. No, apparently I have goals. Who knew?
Im so proud of you, Shelley.
ReplyDeleteand now?
how are you feeling now?
rest week in your future?
active rest?
all that :)
Shelley, well done my dear friend. I'm so damn proud of you that you did this! I've got my 10 miles on the day you will run your half marathon and I don't know if I'm going to beat your time then.
ReplyDeleteBe proud my friend, you did so very well on this one. I've been thinking about you all weekend how you have been doing.
Hope your flu is healing now.
Big hug for you my friend.
That's so cool :) Well-done! So excellent when you do something that pushes your boundaries and ideas about yourself. Queen of sloth is a defunct title now, :)
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on your race! What an accomplishment! I hope you have a restful week now...be nice to your body :-)
ReplyDeleteI am so freaking happy for and proud of you!! What you've proven to yourself with 10 miles is more than most people ever allow themselves in a lifetime. I have a feeling this is just the tip of the iceberg, too. Can't wait to follow you along in your next challenge (safely on the sidelines, of course...lol).
ReplyDeleteWow, I'm out of breath just reading your recounting. !0 miles in two hours....Whew! And you did it, even while fighting off an illness. Of course!
ReplyDeleteBrava! Awesome race, Shelley. I hope you are feeling fully recovered and rested. A ten miler is HUGE! You are inspiring, remarkable and many more words I can't think of this morning without more coffee.
ReplyDeleteAgain, congratulations! Woo Hoo!
You are the Real Deal my friend. A time chip wearing, certified course racing runner! Awesome.
ReplyDeleteI was thinking of you this whole weekend! You should be so proud of yourself Shelley!
ReplyDeleteYou are my inspiration for this week - I hope I can steal some of your motivation from you this week.
Hope you feel better by today - you kicked ass - as I knew you would!
That is awesome! Fast/slow is all perspective---your slowest mile, would have Lille been my fastest!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for your awesome example. I love that you pushed through. I know about those tears myself.
ReplyDeleteIt blows me away everytime I think about how was living my life before I changed my lifestyle. It amazes me that I can what I can do.
congrats!
Oh dear, I got all teary reading this report!! Especially that finish line pic--thinking it looked so far away, and pushing yourself to run anyway. And that you set such an amazing goal and made it. You should blow that pic of you up and frame it--its an amazing picture of an amazing moment.
ReplyDeleteYou know what else I liked about this? Your running club buddies and coach. They are real people. Not just the tall thin people we all think of when we think of runners.
Hope you are all better now, and on your way to a new cup of froyo!
Loved reading your race report Great job!
ReplyDeleteYou earned your shirt, and your reward! Yee hawww! Awesome!
ReplyDeleteI'm all teary eyed reading this! Your race report is amazing, and your run was even more amazing. You are such an inspiration. And holy, you're a real person who struggles with the same thoughts that I struggle with when I run. I'm so proud to know you, my friend! So proud!
ReplyDeleteI am SO, so impressed by how far you have come, and I don't mean ten miles :)
ReplyDeleteYou are amazing and powerful. Thank you for inspiring us to push harder!
Do you SEE in the picture that Erica took of you the MUSCLE in your leg! Holy moley cuz! You are made of meat!
ReplyDeleteI'm teary too! What an amazing recap! Shelley, as I'm just starting out with fitness, this is incredibly inspiring. Thank you so much for sharing your accomplishments. It makes me realize that we human beings truly can do anything we want to do and work toward. And that's just it. It doesn't just happen; we have to make it happen. You are a star! Congratulations on an amazing feat!
ReplyDeleteWow, you are amazing! Congrat's on finishing ten miles and in two hours! So funny about the running when a car was coming up on you, I do the same thing. I've been reminding myself that no one cares if I am walking or running. :)
ReplyDeleteYou did awesome :)
ReplyDeleteKnew you would - WTG!!
Oh Shelley - I am so proud of you! I knew you could do it and do it well.
ReplyDeleteTotally understand the tears. They are so annoying, aren't they?
1/2 marathon here you come!
CONGRATULATIONS!!! That is so amazing to have done a 10mile marathon!!! I am so inspired by your accomplishment.
ReplyDeleteI can't wait to do a 5K, hopefully next summer!!
~RustiAnn
I have tears in my eyes - so proud of your accompolishments! CONGRATS to you! You are very inspiring - truly!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great recap!!! I felt like I was right there with you. You (as I always say) are my HERO!!!
ReplyDeleteYou Go, Girl - sweaty boobs and all! What a great accomplishment. Congratulations!
ReplyDeleteShelley! I got tears in my eyes reading how you started to get choked up!! That's an amazing time, I could never run that in 2 hours.
ReplyDeleteSo Proud Of YOU!!!!!
thanks for sharing it with us!
This is amazing! I just barely started exercising again after months of inactivity, and I can't even imagine doing that! Congratulations!
ReplyDeleteYay, Shelley! You ROCK, lady!! Love the recap, the honesty, the pics, and the Ricky Bobby stats...love, love, love data! :) "You guys" (you and RB) did a fantastic job! Woo Hoo!
ReplyDelete*hugs* from Orlando!!!!!! Now come run the Women's Half Mary with us Nov 21st!!!! Beautiful weather here.... (much like yours, I think)
You are awesome! Look at how great your stats are, and you were sick during it to boot!!! Congrats, congrats, congrats. Hope you've recovered by now.
ReplyDeleteHi. I have been following your blog for a while now. I dont usually comment but really wanted to tell you how great this post is! I was so into it!
ReplyDeletei just did my first 5k race (after losing 65 lbs) this past weekend and it was amazing. I blogged about it too.
Congrats to you on your accomplishment. You did great and really have inspired me!
Jennifer
http://wecanlosethepounds.blogspot.com/
I am so freakin' proud of you!! That great recap made me feel like I was there with you. Love all of the pictures.
ReplyDeleteSo are you feeling better now? Gosh, you have totally got this half marathon in November. It'll be nothing AND you'll get a fancy medal.
You are an inspiration to me. Really.
Oh and I need to find out how to get my own Ricky Bobby to chime at the mile markers. How do you do that?
ReplyDeleteWoo hoo! I loved reading your recap Shelley and am so proud of your accomplishment! Way to persevere, especially through your struggles! I am in awe of you.
ReplyDeleteOh, and ....I loved the pictures, even the sweaty boobs. And look at those legs! Holy leg muscles batman!!!
Congratulations! Nice race recap =)
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Great Job! You rocked it, Babe! Good luck in NYC. How exciting is THAT!
ReplyDeleteTen miles is amazing. You deserve two of those yogurts. (looks good!)
ReplyDeleteI just love this. Isn't it fun to recap?
ReplyDeleteYour legs have nice muscles.
Sorry I'm just getting to it, I've been a little AWOL this week.
Did you end up getting sick?
Wow, to do 10 miles while you were a little under the weather, amazing!
What an awesome RR! Congratulations to you for 10 fabulous miles. =)
ReplyDeleteTwo words:
ReplyDeleteROCK STAR.
:) Congrats!!