On Saturday August 21st, Diz, Me and my Mom ran the
Hobble Creek Half Marathon.
If you are a runner then you understand the nerves that accompany you on race morning, and I always get runner guts (or bubble guts as I also like to call them, lol). I’m not quite sure why I was so nervous, I mean, I’ve ran the race twice before and have been running the course quite frequently this summer to prep for the marathon, but still… I was nervous.
I suppose I was a little anxious about my 2 goals I had set… I wanted to meet or beat my previous PR (Moab Canyonlands Half, time 1:58) and beat my hubby (lol…). Considering I never thought I’d be able to run a sub-2 half-marathon, I was pretty unsure if I’d be able to come in under 2 hours again. And as far as beating my husband, well, with men, you just never know. They can go without training and still do extremely well. So he was a wild card to say the least.
Well, we (and my unresolved bubble guts) went up to the 7:00 pace marker, and NO, No, no, I was not planning on running a 7:00 pace, we just hate fighting our way through the crowds and when you start up at beginning of the pack it’s a lot easier to navigate that first mile. We all high-fived and told each other ‘Good Luck’. My Mom and I took off at the sound of the gun, and I’m slightly embarrassed to say I never glanced back to see where Diz was. (bad wifey, I know…) We kept at a pretty good pace, but to be honest I didn’t want to look at my Garmin because I can get pretty wrapped up in the time, start to stress about keeping a certain pace, etc. Around mile 5, my bubble guts started to make a come back and I mentioned to my Mom that I wanted (had to) stop at the bathroom around mile 6. She then told me, “Good, because you’re pushing me”. WHAT?! I was pushing HER? I was shocked. Usually my Mom is pushing me and urging me to run harder. So after my super fast bathroom break, I take off again. My mom offered to wait for me, but I couldn’t do that to her, I told her I’d try to catch up to her.
Unfortunately I never could quite catch her. I spotted her a few times, not all that far in front of me, but still, just couldn’t get close enough to her. At this point I checked my Garmin and I knew I was running a great pace, but tried not to psych myself out. I just kept going, running, pushing myself. I was so happy when I got to mile 12, and knew that I only had 1 mile to go! I saw Sandy from work right at the mile marker 12 and it was just what I needed to keep going. She was cheering for me and high fived me! After that uplifting sight, I looked down at my Garmin and saw that I was at 1:40… I knew I had the possibility of coming in at a great time…
One of the good things about this course is that the crowd lines up for the last quarter mile or so, so it’s a really good push to keep going and really run hard at that last little bit. The course wraps around from the road onto the grass, which I HATE… how the hell do you sprint on grass?! I mean, it’s possible, but it’s fetching hard, especially when your legs are mush! I sprinted once I got on the grass and spotted the finish line… and
I finished in
1 hour 49 minutes 8 seconds!!!
that’s 9 minutes (9 MINUTES!) off of my previous PR!
I’m so glad this race went so well.
My Mom came in at 1:48 (4th in her age group) and Diz came in at 2:02, which is damn good for not training! I’m so proud of my Mom and Diz!
this makes me excited for Top of Utah Marathon… 4 more weeks!