I’ll start from the top.
This morning I woke up at 5AM, showered, pounded coffee, and picked out my outfit.
I scrounged around the kitchen for something carb-y and found a baguette in my freezer. I defrosted it in the microwave and had some toasted with coconut oil and fig jam. I also snacked on a couple grapes and drank a couple glasses of water. I had about 10 minutes to mess around before heading down to Grant Park, so I blogged and took photos of myself. I also put the camera and the map out for my husband so he could find me and take a photo during the race. Apparently, I wanted this day to be documented by pictures from start to finish.
I found Kelly at our Blogger Meet up spot… apparently “Meet Up” meant it was a party of two. Lots of other Chicago Runner Bloggers had run this race previously, and had bad experiences, so the blogger presence was lacking.
Luckily, we were in the same corral (after I had it changed at the Expo) so I just followed her lead and made our way up towards the front to “B”. Being in “B” sounded really legit and speedy, but I was assured at the Expo that this corral was for an estimated pace of 8:00-8:30. While waiting in our corral, we ran into another Chicago Runner Blogger Amanda from TooTallFritz.
A couple minutes after “A” sped off, it was our turn. We shuffled up to the starting line and we were off. I knew Kelly was aiming for 8 minute miles, and she has more racing/pacing experience than I do, so my plan was to stick with her as much as I could and see how it went.
We started off pretty fast, which worried me. I felt good, but the idea of keeping the pace at this level for 9 miles seemed to be delusional.
Mile 1- 8:13
Mile 2- 7:37 (whoa!)
Mile 3- 8:02
After Mile 3, the excitement of running downtown was over and it was fairly mundane, running down Lake Shore Drive to the turnaround point. There were also some tunnels, which made for the dreaded “Low Satellite Reception” message showing up on my Garmin. It was actually comical because there was a group of us, and all of our Garmins beeped in harmony with the message.
Mile 4: 7:50
Mile 5: 8:06
Mile 6: 7:59
The turnaround point was just before the 6 miler marker and we still were keeping a solid pace. When we passed the 10K marker, Kelly remarked that our time was almost her 10K PR. I looked down at my watch and saw “50:12″, which was also a 10K PR for me! I knew we were running fast, but it didn’t register that we were running THAT fast. Right before mile 7, I ate an orange Gatorade chew for a little energy and washed it down with some water.
Mile 7: 8:04
There was another tunnel and I think it confused my Garmin, because this looks wack…
?????Mile 8: 9:08
?????Mile 9: 6:09
I’m going to check with Kelly on those splits, but if we take the average, it’s 7:58, which looks on target
There was some rolling hills before mile 9 that were tough, and I was ready for the race to be over. I could feel my stomach getting a little wonky and I reminded myself that I had approximately 5 minutes left of running. I hit the 9 mile marker and my Garmin said 9.21. At this point, I just started booking it. I was ready for it to be over, and it was going to suck weather I ran slow or fast, so I just got it over with.
Mile 10: 7:16
I crossed the finish line and remembered to stop my Garmin. I could NOT believe 1:15:00. I had left Kelly about 5 minutes earlier on one of the killer hills, so I knew she was right behind me, so I waited a couple seconds and saw her finish.
We slowly walked a bit, got some water, and made our way over to the chocolate. I was dealing with waves of nausea, but I was all over the idea of hot chocolate warming up my freezing hands.
Anyone else race this weekend? How did it go?
Have you ever ran a race with a friend? I have run a mile or so with a friend during the start of a race, but this was the first time I ran with someone the whole race. We didn’t particularly plan on running the whole thing together, and we both agreed that if one person felt strong, they must go on ahead. I totally get the benefit of a pacer, because staying on target with another person is much easier than tackling it on your own. I’ll probably be latching on to people at races from now on.