Today, I ran the Rock 'n Roll San Jose 10K.
It was fine. Not great. But I finished. Any time you finish a race, I think you have to acknowledge that it's a good thing. So Yay!
I took the first mile by effort and finished in 9:24. Things Looked good. It wasn't actually as hot as I'd worried it would be. I figured I'd slow a bit over the miles, but hoped to cross the finish line with a sub-10 min/mile average pace.
Mile 2 was 10:04. Not great, but I wasn't pushing it or even looking at my Garmin except at the mile splits, so I wasn't too concerned. I figured I just needed to increase my effort level.
Mile 3 I walked through the water station, and afterwards, I started looking at my Garmin, trying to pick up the pace to compensate for the break. While I did get the pace to decrease over the course of the mile, I failed to get it below 10 minutes. (10:28 including the water walk break).
At this point, I figured anything sub-10 min/mile average was the goal where I should focus.
Except.
Except, my belly was not on board with this plan. I needed a porta-john, and there weren't any at any point in Mile 4 (10:46).
The situation was getting dire, and I was very uncomfortable. After the Mile 4 marker, I did 0.22 painful miles at a struggling pace of 11:29/mile until I finally saw a porta-john.
I stopped, and stood in a line of about 10 people who I assume were all wondering (like me) what the HELL happened with the lack of toilets on Mile 4.
5 minutes and 44 seconds later, my heart rate had slowed, my legs had cooled down, and I was back on the course, trying to rally.
I had visions of busting out 2 hard miles at full effort. Instead, I put up a 10:15 mile followed by a 10:41 mile.
Thanks to the long stop, there was no one running near me for those last 2 miles that was anything close to my pace. And, I just couldn't motivate to go any faster. I was passing people consistently the entire time (and was being passed by the leaders of the half marathon blazing in the lane to my right on their final mile), but I couldn't seem to find a way to pass the folks in my lane *faster*.
Oh well. It was a solid run (AVG 10:18/mile for the running portions says the Garmin). Certainly a good workout.
Total mileage for the week was a good 33.4 (including some hiking and trail running with local bay area runners at a park on Saturday followed by a delicious brunch). I'm looking forward to my next 10K, which is a trail run.
5 comments:
Oh man, that sounds so unpleasant! I guess the silver lining is that you held on until you reached a toilet? Considering that it's a big race, I'm surprised they didn't have porta-potties earlier. But hey, it was still a good run!
@layla -- they had some in mile 1 and 2 and the beginning of mile 3, but none for the mile plus when it became very apparent that I needed one.
10Ks are always tougher than I think they'll be. And I always want to race them hard! Good job out there =)
Boo for lack of toilets. Hopefully the trail 10K in 2 weeks will be a lot smoother -- not literally though - there is a GIANT hill. ;)
Thanks, Jess & Jen for the encouragement. I'm looking forward to the 10K with the hill!
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