I set out with a goal of 2:10 for the race. This is aggressive. My Providence time was 2:17, and the Jamestown course was far hillier than Providence, and the weather warmer and wetter. Generally July is warmer than May, and it was bound to be humid, and the sprinkling rain was great (really, I love to run in the rain). No complaints, no excuses, just the facts! And I didn't have Carrie there keeping my pace up!
I kept up my desired 10 pace for the first half of the race pretty well (I'll insert my splits), or at least I felt like I did when I was running! I finished with a time on my watch of 2:23... I'll update with the official results when they are posted.
The day did not have an auspicious start. My alarm was set for 4:45, giving me enough time to wake up, eat a peanut butter sandwich, drink water, brush teeth, shower, dress and make sure I had every thing and saunter out the door 5:15 at the latest. Reality: I slept through the alarm, I have to remember to turn up the volume. I woke with a start at 5:13. Fortunately it was really 5:08 because we keep loosing power and my alarm clock goes a head a few minutes, so Pshew... I scrambled around. Thankful I had laid everything out the night before and pinned on my race bib (geek). Quick scrub of the teeth, quick rinse in the shower, make the PB sammy grab some water, kiss the hubb, run out the door shoelaces untied. FORTUNATELY I did not trip. Because, yeah, I looked down and thought OH SHIT I'm going to bite it on my own front walk, wouldn't that suck? I made it to the car, tied my shoes, took off, 5:25 a.m.
Friday when I picked up my race packet I also bit the bullet and got a RI E-ZPass. They cost $20.95 and I couldn't see paying that for a transmitter when, wait what? it costs me $4 EVERY trip across the bridge with the NY E-ZPass and it would only cost me $0.85 with the RI E-ZPass.. Hmmmm One will pay for itself rather quickly, so yeah, lets get one. Of course it isn't active until 6 a.m. the next morning. Well with my oversleeping issue I hit the Pell Newport Bridge at 5:59:30 and shoved the NY E-ZPass in the foil package and put up the RI E-ZPass. Well how about that GREEN light AND the velcro things were the right distance apart. If I was on my original time schedule this would have cost me an additional $3.15. Woot!
The last shuttle left the Newport Grand lot at 6:15 (we had to be bused to the race start as there was no parking on the Island of Jamestown, as it is quite tiny). I was on the straggler shuttle. When the traffic director said that, the guy behind me just laughed, I said, yep, stragglers! Got to the starting line with just enough time to use the porta potty. Yeah I hate 'em but they are necessary. The porta potties, sans toilet paper were being delivered as I arrived. There were lots of angry people and even angrier when they discovered there really was no toilet paper. Just as my turn is coming the guy delivers the toilet paper. WOOT. So maybe this is all working out WAY better than I thought it would when I woke up 25 some odd minutes (oh you do the math between what the clock said and reality, 25 minutes seems fair) late.
Ok so the race starts. Mile 1, is a tough one for me. I need to find my pace, my feet, my rhythm. I'm noticing that it is nice not running in the sun and I enjoy running in the rain, so hey this might not be so bad. Mile 2 presents its usual "Seriously, Beth, what ARE you doing, you aren't a runner, come on lets just walk, please" Mile 3 marker pops up and everything clicks, really clicks. I have my cadence my tunes are awesome, found a couple people to pace with and I was loving it. Feeling on top of the world, I can do this all day long.
Miles 5 - 7 Hill, the big one. Take a gander at this elevation profile:
I knew 6 topped the big hill and was happy when it was over. Somehow the remaining 6 or 7 climbs (depending on how you look at it) didn't exist in my mind, but trust me my rear knew they were there!!!
Mile 9 I realize I am not going to hit 2:10 and just relax into the run. I pass on the down hill, hey I am taking advantage of gravity. I pass this guy, he starts to pass me on a flat and we just run next to each other for a few hundred yards. I say, "Hi" he says "Hi" he keeps up for a while and eventually falls back. Huh... can I call this chicking a dude? Yeah, no, it wasn't, that only counts at the end of the race...
Mile 12 nice view of the Narragansett bay, bit of a breeze. Only one mile left. Wait, what? ANOTHER hill. You are freaking kidding me.
Mile 13 THANK YOU. THANK YOU. THANK YOU. is all I can think. All of a sudden my dragging feet get moving. Really feet? You couldn't do this at mile 10? Maybe we would have hit 2:17? (refer to elevation chart, there was a hill, perhaps the feet were doing the best they could?)
I love running through the chute with all the cheers. These people don't know me, they are just cheering and it is wonderful.
I love spectators that cheer at races. The ones that sit there, and wait until the person they are cheering show up, they suck. They do, they suck. Just cheer ALL the people on. OMG what a lift it gives, what a lift. Just that good job, clap, smile, wave. I always say thank you, and I mean it THANK YOU, it helps so much to cheer on the runners. They may be having a great run or a poor run or an ok run, but you, you dear spectator, cheering us on, we LOVE it. Or I do... Guess I can't speak for all runners. Runners? What are your thoughts?
During the race I thought about various things, in no particular order:
- Multiplication tables, I still can't get 8x8 right... grrrrr.... but it sure does help to focus thoughts not on running.
- Level Renner's article about the cost of races, which all I took away from it was, I wonder if this guy considers me a "Tourist" in races. I really do think of myself as a runner, and I am my own worst critic, maybe I shouldn't think of myself as a runner? To his credit and to his point, races are getting expensive and I have no need for a finisher medal, especially if this jacks up the price, which most likely it does. Finishing and having my results posted on CoolRunning is so totally awesome, that is all I need. Dude, I can google myself and see race results, that is awesome!
- Wade and Rod - They inspire me to be the best I can be. To keep on keeping on. Both are fitness professionals, and really do treat their body like a temple and are proud (not arrogant, not boisterous, beautifully and subtly proud) of their accomplishments, and what makes me admire them so much more, they are proud of their students (and their friends) accomplishments.
- My mom and dad - what a time they have had the last 5 years, and just this year. How much I miss them and admire them for all they have accomplished and done.
- My friends - JoAnna because I could hear her clanging the cow bell. Sheila because I knew she was up sipping coffee crocheting cheering me on. Michelle because I knew she had her ass in bed with her gorgeous husband. Matthew because how can be be so damn good at WWF, he is killing me, killing me!! Don every time I would slouch or strike my left heel heavy, I would straighten up, like someone pulling a string out of the top of my head. Julia, Carrie, Diane, and Nelia my TLL Team Mates, because I simply admire them. Running with Cupcakes because, damn I wonder which one of these women I've passed or who has passed me is her!
- My husband - my iPod Shuffle started doing funny things, like saying stuff in the middle of songs "nice song" "great running song" I thought, what the devil did he do to my iPod, and how sweet, wonder if he will have any other encouraging words. I also wondered if he actually remembered me kissing him good bye.
- Running - IKR, I'm running and I'm thinking about running?
- What am I going to write in the blog.
Splits - I have no idea what to do with this data, but it is data there for it is good and should be collected..... and cause I referenced them and I'm sure one of you can pick this apart? or not? or like me just like data!
After the race is when I began to realize that my iPod was actually malfunctioning, while my husband is a wonderful guy neither one of us touch each others computers... I must have drowned the iPod. I was dripping wet, seriously, DRIPPING wet with sweat. I clip the little iPod guy to my left bra strap and he got soaked. I will let him dry out and see if he is ok. I really like the 3G iPod shuffle, totally basic, no screen no scrolling. I need to find a new place to clip him. Damn the bra strap worked so well, but eventually he isn't going to recover from his salt baths. And that is how I may have drowned my iPod Shuffle.