I called this a weekend recap, but mostly it's going to be about the Houston Half.
Friday night was real exciting. I fell asleep on the couch before 7:30pm. Guess I was tired. And finally got up and went to bed after midnight. Oh but the twin and I did get our pictures back finally with no watermarks. More on that tomorrow.
I did get in a two mile run on Saturday. To make up for the fact that I had only run once that week. And bc K said I couldn't carb-load at dinner that night if I didn't get off my couch.I had dinner that night with A & E at Pantranella's. And I ate a lot. I mean, a whole lot - all the bread in site and my entire serving of linguine and clams. I tried to go to bed early, but it was still about midnight when I finally fell asleep.
Sunday morning the alarm went off way too early, 4:55am. I quickly got ready and dashed out the door to get to E's place by 5:45. Leaving my place I made the decision that I had to go over the train tracks and take the highway. It would be way faster at this time of day. I hesitated before turning out of my complex to make sure no trains were coming and then zoomed down the street and over the tracks at about 50 mph. Maybe a slight overreaction, but so what?
As soon as I walked into E's she asked if I'd been watching the news. Umm, not so much. They're telling people not to go outside she says, bc of the storm that's coming. I knew there was a 30% chance of rain, but that seems a bit much. So K gets there and we drive over to as close to the start as we can get. Right after we get out of the car it starts to rain, just a little. By the time the HMC tent is in view, it is absolutely pouring. Oh, and did I mention the thunder and lightening? As we huddle under the tent trying to keep warm, they make the announcement. The race has been postponed by one hour.
Excellent. I thought for a minute there that the girls were going to drop out and I wouldn't have to run. No such luck. We stood around under the tent for the next hour and fifteen minutes before heading over to the start line in our newly acquired plastic bags.
The gun goes off and we start running. And I honestly don't remember too much of the course. I zoned out as much as possible to just try and get through this race. I know I ran 10 minute miles for the first eight and that around mile six my hamstrings started to lock up. I think it stopped raining by mile eleven. And I hot mile twelve in the time I finished in last year. By the time I saw the 13 mile marker I just wanted to be done as quickly as possible. It took everything I had in me to quicken my pace and then finally I was done.
I have never been so happy to be finished with a race. Not the 10 miler last year that was hot and humid or even the 25K with the huge blister could compare to how miserable I was out there on the course yesterday.
Lesson learned. Running once, maybe twice, a week is no way to train for a half marathon. Now please excuse me while I try to book a massage for later today.
Friday night was real exciting. I fell asleep on the couch before 7:30pm. Guess I was tired. And finally got up and went to bed after midnight. Oh but the twin and I did get our pictures back finally with no watermarks. More on that tomorrow.
I did get in a two mile run on Saturday. To make up for the fact that I had only run once that week. And bc K said I couldn't carb-load at dinner that night if I didn't get off my couch.I had dinner that night with A & E at Pantranella's. And I ate a lot. I mean, a whole lot - all the bread in site and my entire serving of linguine and clams. I tried to go to bed early, but it was still about midnight when I finally fell asleep.
Sunday morning the alarm went off way too early, 4:55am. I quickly got ready and dashed out the door to get to E's place by 5:45. Leaving my place I made the decision that I had to go over the train tracks and take the highway. It would be way faster at this time of day. I hesitated before turning out of my complex to make sure no trains were coming and then zoomed down the street and over the tracks at about 50 mph. Maybe a slight overreaction, but so what?
As soon as I walked into E's she asked if I'd been watching the news. Umm, not so much. They're telling people not to go outside she says, bc of the storm that's coming. I knew there was a 30% chance of rain, but that seems a bit much. So K gets there and we drive over to as close to the start as we can get. Right after we get out of the car it starts to rain, just a little. By the time the HMC tent is in view, it is absolutely pouring. Oh, and did I mention the thunder and lightening? As we huddle under the tent trying to keep warm, they make the announcement. The race has been postponed by one hour.
Excellent. I thought for a minute there that the girls were going to drop out and I wouldn't have to run. No such luck. We stood around under the tent for the next hour and fifteen minutes before heading over to the start line in our newly acquired plastic bags. The gun goes off and we start running. And I honestly don't remember too much of the course. I zoned out as much as possible to just try and get through this race. I know I ran 10 minute miles for the first eight and that around mile six my hamstrings started to lock up. I think it stopped raining by mile eleven. And I hot mile twelve in the time I finished in last year. By the time I saw the 13 mile marker I just wanted to be done as quickly as possible. It took everything I had in me to quicken my pace and then finally I was done.
I have never been so happy to be finished with a race. Not the 10 miler last year that was hot and humid or even the 25K with the huge blister could compare to how miserable I was out there on the course yesterday.
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| Brunch and mimosas make everything better. Even if our food was cold. |
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