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Bringing My A Game

When I worked with a running coach a few years ago, she always had me come up with 3 goals prior to an event.

A Goal – A goal within reach, but one that you need to work for

B Goal – A doable goal

C Goal – What is the minimum that you will be happy with.

So for the NYC Half, I kept these goals to myself. I knew going into my training that I really would like to run the half in under 3 hours. While training, I did not train for this goal so much as realize that this was within reach if I pushed just enough. I mostly trained by feel and heart rate. I made sure to do my training runs at a push and my long runs slower than I felt I could push. I always wanted to finish a training run like I could do more if needed. I usually did too.

One thing that I was very conscious of during my training is that I did not want to add extra calcium. What I tried to do was to time my daily calcium in a way to incorporate into my runs.

It has taken me some time since my surgery to get to this point, but I finally finally finally came to the mindset of………. I want to run, but I need to run smart. All the time. I can not push the pace to the point where I need to add more calcium. While it temporarily will feel right, long term it is not for me.

Since my surgery, I have been fighting high urine calcium levels. At it’s highest it was 578. (For those not Hypopara and unfamiliar anything over 250 is high. For Hypopara, your doctors try to keep it in around 300)……. Now it was at the highest, when I was taking .5 calcitriol twice a day with calcium through out the day. I also took extra calcium to run runs the way that pushed my body. My levels have come down, but even with being careful they are steadily going back up. I am currently at levels over 350.

So what does this mean…… basically these higher levels are hard on my kidney’s. I am lucky that currently I have had no kidney issues; BUT I say this as my kidney functions have moderate loss of function. Not enough that I would notice, but until a PTH (Parathyroid Hormone that regulates calcium & phosphate in body) I will need to continue to take medication to regulate. These help me function like a normal person but also are hard on the kidneys. I am not willing to push my kidneys to the limit to run a pace that matters to no one.

Seriously, who cares about my pace?

For a while after my surgery, I did. I wanted to maintain where I was prior to surgery. I wanted to pretend that the surgery and Hypopara didn’t change me, but the truth of the matter it did. It was also about pride. I wanted to run the paces that I could. No lie, I did enjoy pushing myself. Running a Sub 2 half (prior to surgery). Running 9 minute paces. Being a front of the middle runner.

Guess what?

I am no longer a mid pack runner. I am a back of the pack runner. I am starting in the last wave and in some cases the last corral.

Here is what I’ve come to realize though……

I am starting. I am running…… I am still me. Sometimes you have to swallow your pride. Put it aside and know that it only matters to you. When I was able to put pride aside, I was able to train where I am and not where I wanted to be. I was able to train smart. To listen to my body. To run smarter and not harder. By doing that, I was able to actually do what I wanted to do.

I put pride aside. I made a realistic goal. If I hadn’t made it, I would have been ok. But the fact that I made it shows that I am doing what I need to do. Most of all, I did it by working smarter and not harder.

So what does this mean….

This means more running in my future. I even signed up for a fall race. One that I did previously. The Hat Trick. A 5k & 10K on a Saturday followed by a half on Sunday.

Crazy?

Yes.

Exciting?

You bet…. Can’t wait.

Stay tuned because believe it or not, there is more to talk about regarding the NYC Half. Although this is enough for today.

Fear of Failure

Mar18

Fear of failure is motivating.

Fear of failure is debilitating.

Fear of failure can push us to hard or not hard enough.

It can make us stand still or push us forward.

The question though is who defines your failures?

Is trying and not succeeding failure or is not trying at all the failure?

It can also make you spread yourself too thin as I mentioned the other day.

But what if fear of failure has more to do more with fear of not. Being perfect.

You know the whole getting in shape befor eyou start going to the gym.

Worrying that you won’t hit a specific pace. That you aren’t what you think you should be.

Fear of failure can keep you from updating your blog because what if you put it out there and you swing and miss.

So yesterday I ran the NYC United Half Marathon. I went inot it fairly trained. I followed my training plan. I didn’t follow it by pace, but by heart rate, feel and distance. I put the miles in. I did what I needed to do to feel like I could “comfortable” run the distance.

I had a thought of what I wanted to run. My A goal was it be under 3 hours. Based on my paces from training, I felt that if I ran a smart race that it was an achievable goal. My B goal was 3:30. If the wheels fell off, just finishing.

I did it…….

I brought my A game.

There is more to this story which I will tell tomorrow.

For now though, I am happy to know that I didn’t let fear stop me from doing what I set out to do. I did it smartly. I did it with hard work. Most of all, I did it with a smile.

In the Eye of the Beholder

Jan15

I’ve been hard on myself. I’ve been easy on myself. I’ve been in between the two.

I’ve been proud. I’ve been embarrassed. I’ve been in between the two.

I’ve pushed. I’ve pulled back. I’ve been in between the two.

I’ve been fearless. I’ve been full of fear. I’ve been everything in between.

Somewhere along the lines from not knowing anything when I started out to being at the top of my game in 2016 to where I am now; I forgot something. I forgot that it doesn’t matter what I am doing as long as I am doing something. I forgot that I can’t be more than I am at any given time. That trying to swim against the current is a sure fire way to allow the current to pull you under. That it’s ok to use a flotation device to stay afloat as long as you stay afloat. Most of all that in the whole scheme of things it is about enjoying what I’m doing.

Although I’ve never really stopped to some extent I have stopped giving it my all. I’ve stopped pushing. I started thinking that if I couldn’t hit previous expectations that I was somehow failing. That I needed to keep doing more than I could physically do and when my body couldn’t I wondered what was the point. What was the point of it if I couldn’t do everything the way I wanted.

That reality is what we make it. That pretending the world is not the way we want it to be doesn’t change the way it really is even if we don’t ever want to admit it. Acting like a toddler because things don’t go your way doesn’t suddenly make them go your way. So maybe it’s not toddler mentality so much as human nature. Unlike a toddler though, as an adult we are able to recognize the self sabotage and be willing to change.

The truth of the matter is….. I want to recognize that I am not where I used to be. I might (chances are pretty good) never be there again. I recognize that I need to train and run smarter. I need to give my mind and body what it needs which is to live in reality and not the past or a version of reality that is not based in reality but fantasy.

Reality isn’t bad. Reality is challenging and hard and a good place to be. Reality is every changing too. So who knows. We can be our biggest champions or we can be our biggest deterrent. How we view ourselves, our abilities and our future (even our past) determines how we live our lives. Determines the way we look at the world and what we can accomplish. It determines if we make it to the finish line or never even get to the start line.

People look at me at think I am an optimistic person. I am not sure about that. I like the epression….

It is the truth….. A truth for every aspect of our lives from where we live to the job we hold to our athletic abilities. When I go to a race, I know that I will never be the fastest. I am not usually the slowest. I used to be a middle of the pack runner. Now I might be a back of the pack runner, but at this point I wouldn’t know because there are no races.

I also realize that I am at the point where I want to push again. I don’t mean push to run a sub 2 half-marathon. I mean push to see what I can do. I mean pushing to where I am not where I want to be. I’ve realized that the only way that I will be able to do this is actually to do something. So it’s time to actually do something.

So in that spirit I signed up to run the virtual NYC Half Marathon in March. I have currently been working on my running. Learning to find out where I am and what I should be realistically be running for right now. The furthest I have run recently is 3 miles, so this should be interesting. It will be hard. It will be challenging. Most of all it will be educational as you only know what you can do if you try.

So with that….. I am ready to try. I am ready to push myself with no excuses but understanding that I dont need to be anymore than I am on any given day.

Great Expectations

Jan30

We all have expectations in life. Great expectations. We all have a vision of how we want our life to be. Expectations are good, but what happens when life doesn’t live up the vision of what we think it should be? This leads to disappoint and sand ness.

All those years ago, actually only 7, when I started on my fitness journey there was no expectations. I didn’t know what my body could do. I didn’t know what a good time for an event was. Hell, I really didn’t know anything….. Except that I wanted to do something. Because I was starting from zero, I put no expectations on myself. I jokingly said that my only goal with my first ever race, Iron Girl Sprint Tri, was not to die. To me that was enough of a goal and anything after that was a win.

There was no… I should hit this many miles. I should hit this pace. I should do this or that for training. I knew nothing, so I expected nothing.

When I ran my first ever half which I signed up for because I was running just to run with my MRTT (Mom’s Run This Town) Mama’s. I was running 8 miles and more just to run them. Then on one run one of the Mama’s, Janna, said, ” You should sign up for the Superhero Half. Your ready for it.”

So I did. I had no expectations. I just showed up for the car ride to the event. While in the car, the seasoned runners spoke of pacing, race strategy, fueling and such. When they asked me mine, I had none. My goal was to finish.

Thanks to Janna who took me under her wing, I finished in 2:09. She knew about pacing and she also knew that I could finish in under 2:10 and she got me there. I just ran when she made me run and had a fun time doing it.I further admit that I didn’t even know that 2:09 would be a good time for a half. To me it was just about running to run and having a good time.

Then something happened, I started putting expectations on my running. I also became ” a serious” runner. I learned of pacing, training strategy, and proper fueling and for a while I even had a kick ass coach. And while I still enjoyed running, it lacked the simplicity of when I first started. I put expectations on myself and I was able to live up to my expectations right up until I couldn’t which was right after my thyroid surgery left me with Hypoparthyroidism. And even after I came to terms with that, I still put expectations on myself. Expectations that I could no longer meet.

You know what? I’m done with expecations! I want to find the joy that I had when I first started running. I want to stop overthinking, overanalyzing, and just find the joy in allowing my body to do what it can do. No matter the pace. No matter the distance.

The thing that screws us up so much in life is not accepting what we have and being upset it’s not what we think it should be. Sometimes getting out of our own way is the best thing that you can do. Sometimes you have to make a conscience decision to let things go, to reassese, and just allow what is to be enough.

With this thought process, I had picked the Hal Higdon Novice 1 training plan for the NJ Half at Rutgers. No, I admit, I am not a novice runner; but I want to be. I want to run with no expectations. I have been so focused on doing what I thought I should do that I was missing out on what I could do. I am going back to seeing what my body can do. To discovering where I am today. And while I may have had this thought in the last 3 years I really have not embraced it in my running. I am now.

You know what?….. I’ve been enjoying my 2 training runs so far. I have just been running to run. No expectations. No watching the pace. Just letting my body decide. It’s been good. The runs have felt good. I have felt good and the bonus is that both runs had negative splits which will not be the expectation nor will it be.

So I will be happy to run where I am today. Not where I was 3 years ago. Not where I think I should be. Not where other people are. Not about pace. Not about anything, but enjoying where I am at this point and that will be enough.

Looking on the Bright Side

Jan28

Sorry I’ve been off the grid. January has been a month to say the least. The first full week of January my husband and I both came down with what we assume was the flu. Down and out for the count. This is where I was thankful that my kids are old enough and self sufficient enough (when need be) to take care of themselves. Then was getting back into the swing of my routine and catching back up.

In the spirit of catching up, I did manage to sign up for a Half Marathon in April on my actual birthday. I will be doing the NJ Half at Rutgers. It was either this one or the NYRR Shape, but since did that one years ago I thought maybe something different this time.

The deciding factor was time as it will be easier to get in and out of this one. Plus it’s not 2 loops of the hills in Central Park. I even got a friend to do it with me. Win. Win.

Then the month kept rolling along. Yesterday, I had the fun of getting a colonscopy. Have to say the prep worried me a little bit because I wasn’t sure how my calcium would be, but I took extra in prepping for the prep. I did get a little tingles during the second dose of my prep, but I added some calcium and was good to go. What surprised me is my calcium getting low last night well after the procedure. Tingles around lips. Tell tail Chvostek sign. Hypoparathyroidism is a strange beast. I took some extra calcium and thankfully bounced back by morning.

I will say all of these things did make for a great month as far as helping me with my weight loss goal. Not what I would recommend to jump start your diet, but 8 pounds is 8 pounds and I’m even more motivated because I’m 2 pounds away from a number I haven’t seen in a while. So I guess now I have to stick with the healthy eating thing!

And since I was feeling better today, I went out for my first half marathon training run. I decided to go back to the very beginning using the Hal Higdon Novice 1 training program. This program is designed for those who have never done a Half before, but since I’m going back to basics I thought this was a great way to start. Besides I haven’t done much since NYCM and the Half is in 12 weeks, so I think this is just where I need to be.

I’ve decided I’m going back to the very beginning. Like I did all those years ago when I first hit the pavement, I am claiming this once again as the year of me. This means that I will be focusing on taking time for myself, getting myself in shape, and just enjoying seeing what I can do. I surprised myself all those years ago and I think I just might do it again. Who knows! I surprised myself on todays run which I allowed myself to walk when I needed. I ended up with very pretty negative splits and was happy with myself. What more can a runner ask for?

How are you doing on your goals?

Yes We Did!

May1

No expectations.

No watching the clock.

Nothing but a plan to cross the finish line with a smile.

Mission Accomplished!

I was worried. You know that to be true, but I was VERY happy with the way the day went. I went into this race just to run by feel, wear a tutu and a smile. It was good day. It was the kind of day that I needed. I think planning was key.

First the boring stuff.

From talking to other athletes with Hypoparathyroidism, I had a plan. I purposely waited till we got to the venue to take my 500mg of Calcium and my Calictriol. My water bottles were filled with water and cal-ez powder to keep my calcium. I brought an extra packet to use along the way. Each packet contained 1,000mg of calcium carbonite, but it is fast absorbing because it also has 1,000 units of vitamin D which is needed for absorption. Studies have shown that even healthy people calcium levels drop during rigorous exercise. For a person with working parathyroid glands, the body will adjust (although you still might want to talk to your doctor about adding supplements), but for a person whose body can’t regulate this can be a problem. Now while it may seem excessive to have taken almost 3,000 mg of calcium in such a short period of time for me I believe it was necessary and a work in progress. All I know is that I felt good during the run. I did not experience any face twitches or tingles. Although I was pushing at the end and did get some tingles in my hand, but all was good.

We left early as you often have to do when running a race that starts at 7:30. The “clown car” as my son called it when we got home was filled with excited Mama’s. We were very lucky that one of the Mama’s knew the in and outs of not only getting there but finding an open bathroom before the race.

Then off we went.

It was strange to me that the marathon runners and half marathon runners all started together, but it mattered not to me as long as I was starting with friends. For the most part we ran together, but as will happen during the course of the race we separated into smaller groups. Might have something to do with chatting the miles away and not realizing that you’ve lost sight of others in the group.

Am I sore today?

You bet. But I bet so are so many other people:):)

I’ve got some fun stories to tell about this race, but this is enough for today.

It was a great day with some amazing women and I am so glad we did it!

NJHalf

And yes, I do have a unicorn horn:)

A New Chapter

Apr28

We live in a society where strength is looked up to and any kind of weakness should be both stamped out, frowned upon and just wrong. Asking for help is often seen to some (not all) as an almost sacrilegious thing. We live in a society where if we don’t like something we just ignore it. This holds true to so many things from politics to health. The expression bury your head in the sand didn’t come from nowhere.

You see this in runners (myself included) who rather than deal with an injury may try to shake it off and run anyway. I did this with my Plantar Fasciitis and also when I twisted my ankle training for the 50K. It wasn’t until I was out about 2 miles after I twisted it that I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to run off the pain. I also did it to when coming back from my surgery. Trying to jump back in where I left off like everything was the same. Some times you can’t run out the pain. Some times you need to face it, deal with it, and treat it.

Why do we do these things? When a friend comes to us in need, we don’t think less of them. We don’t hold it against someone who has fallen ill or becomes injured. Then why do we hold ourselves to different standards?

Why indeed?

This weekend I am going to run my first race post surgery. My first race with hypoparathyroidism.

I am both excited and apprehensive at the same time. I’ve got my arsenal all ready to go.

I originally signed up for the marathon. Thank God that I was smart enough to know that was never going to happen. I’m not even properly trained for the half marathon that I’m running. Luckily for me though I’m not going in alone. I’m going in with some friends and we are all going to do what we need to do to get to the finish line.

Even more lucky, these are friends that I trust to keep an eye on me. I’ll be honest. Part of me is a little nervous. Not because I’m not trained enough which I’m not. I’ve done races before not properly trained. I’m nervous because this will be my first real test on how I will be able to run distance with my calcium issues. It’s also a test for how much I need to prepare for Chicago Marathon training. A base line if you will.

I’m not trained, but I’m still prepared. I plan to pack my calcium tablets with me and take 2 before the start. I also am heading a recommendation from a hyperparathyroidism athletes group to put Cal-Ez in my water.

I’m not thinking about pace. Ok I’m thinking about but I know I need to just let it go. The ego is strong, but needs to be left in check. This is not the day. I must remind myself of that and let my ego go as this will be the day just to finish. I am handling it like a test run:) But a test run with a medal at the end!

This is the first run in a new chapter of my running.

On your mark

Get Set

Go!

It Is What It Is

Apr17

Life is ever changing. Life is all about new beginnings. Often in life many of us focus too much on what is ending or changing and not what is beginning. Yes, I do this way too often too. It is easy to get stuck in the rut of what is missing, what is different, what will never be the same again. I wonder if somehow that is a coping mechanism for many of us. The way to hold onto what we are not ready to let go of or accept. A way of tying us to the past. In the end though all it does is keep us stagnant and does not free us up to confront the changes in life.

Life is ever changing.

Each day we must wake up and realize that it is a new beginning. Yes, we may have the same routines but each day brings new hope. New possibilities. Maybe not a clean slate, but definitely a fresh start with unimaginable possibilities.

It is up to us to face this fresh start with a positive attitude which I wholeheartedly admit is not always easy. While many of us try to decide if the glass half full or half empty, we must remember how blessed we are to have a glass in the first place. It may not be the size glass that we want, but we are blessed either way and there are countless others who wish they even had a glass.

We may not like change, but change is a fact of life. Now, I am not going to say that every change in our life is good. Some changes down right suck. Some changes take getting used to and still suck. Some changes we would not wish on our biggest enemy (although as an adult who really has enemies?). All that being said, change is inevitable and we must learn to adapt, roll with it, and accept.

I’ve learned in life that you can really get through anything in life one you accept that this is the hand that life dealt you. Acceptance does not mean that you are necessarily happy with the changes, but that you know those are the breaks. One of my favorite quotes sums it all up.

it is what it is This is where I am with a few things right now.

I will say that this is definitely where I am right now with the NJ Half which is less than two weeks away now.

I’m going into this SEVERELY under trained. I’m going into this honestly wondering how I will finish it since I can’t remember the last time that I ran 10 miles let alone 13. I’m going into this knowing that this is where I am at right now and no amount of running in the next two weeks will make it any easier.

It is what it is.

and

What ever shall be, shall be.

YUP

I have a plan for race day though. I’m going to call my bluff. I’m going to show up at the starting line with no plan. With no expectations. With the only thought of running till I can’t run. Then walking. Then with any luck some more running. I’m going into this with the expectation of this being my slowest and hardest half ever. Probably harder than when I ran my sub 2 NY Half. This will be one that will leave me out of breathe and sore for days.

All that being said, I am also going into this knowing how lucky I will be to be at the Start line, let alone the finish line.

This will be my wake up call and it’s about time I pick up the phone.

Trust In The Training!

Mar21

Trust is a funny thing. Trust is something that needs to be earned and is sometimes hard to do. I had to go out on the ledge and trust my coach, my training, and myself. These are not necessarily easy things to do. I trust my coach but trusting in ones self can be harder. Sometimes the doubt creeps in, but I shut the door on it in New York City.

I had a great race. I had phenomenal race. The stars were aligned. The sun was shining and it all came together. I pushed the doubt and the fears to the side. I took a leap of faith and went with it. I started the race with the knowledge that I could do this. I had a plan. A plan that my coach helped me develop. All I needed was to stick to the program and trust in my training. I went out as planned, but almost got sidetracked early on by the 2:00 hour pace group. They blew past me around mile 2. At first I think that I tried to stay with them, but I stopped myself. They were not following my plan. They were running a different race. I knew what I needed to do and they were not doing it. They were going out too fast for me. I let them go. It was hard at first, but I had my mantra that I kept repeating to myself. It was not a planned mantra, but it was fitting.

TRUST IN YOUR TRAINING!

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It was that simple. I needed to trust in the hours that I’ve logged. The miles that I’ve ran at pace. The fact that I had done the work to set me up to do what I needed to do. What I needed to do was not what everyone else needed to do. So I let them go. I trusted in my training and my ability to get it done.

I was in the zone.

A friend that I went to the half with came up to me a few miles in. I actually said to her, “Karyn, just so you know I’m not being a Bitch. I’m just in the zone.” I needed to run this race by myself. Some things are like that. You need to do them by yourself. This was that race for me. I needed to focus on my pace, my calculations, and moving forward. She understood. (Love you, lady).

As I ran, I knew where I needed to be. I had a pace band in my pocket that I didn’t use during the race; but had done some calculations ahead of time. I kind of knew where I needed to be when. I added up the time I needed to hit as the miles rose. I was hitting my targets. There were times that I had to reign myself in as he race was so exciting. I was trusting in the training and not trying to bank time.

My plan was to run consistently till around mile 10 where I would pick it up a little more. At that point my mantra became NO REGRETS. By this I meant that no matter what, I would not have regrets because I was doing all I could. I also meant that I would not give myself an out. That I would continue to push it and fight for the sub 2 because the only way I would have regrets is if I backed down. So NO REGRETS. By mile 12, I was pushing it pretty hard but trying to make sure as to not burn up. I knew I would be close. I knew that I was going to need to give it all I had at the end. So I saved a little fuel in the tank and when I hit the 20K mat, I pushed it even harder.

NO REGRETS.

You can’t have regrets if you’ve done everything that you’ve needed to do. If you’ve given all you have. I dug as deep as I could go and I did it!

1:58:59

A minute to spare:)

I honestly can say that if somehow I didn’t make my goal, I would have been happy with this race. Honestly, I am not saying that because I reached my sub 2 goal. I was telling myself that that last 3 miles.

That being said, I am over the moon with reaching it.

This was an amazing adventure. There is more to tell, but this is enough for now.

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Running By The Numbers – The Brooklyn Half

May18

Let’s start with the first number which is very impressive.

There were 26,482 finishers for the Airbnb Brooklyn Half. This is a record breaking US finish count for a 2015 Half Marathon. I am happy and honored to say that I am one of them. More women than men finished too with 18,759 women crossing the finish line.

Then there is my finish time which not as impressive, but a good time that I am very happy with.

Official Time 2:14:47

This is right where I wanted to be. I wanted to be at 2:15, so I can’t believe how on the mark that I was with this. Might have something to do with that I followed a plan this time. What was my plan you ask?

Go out at 10:20-30 for the first 10, start cutting down the last few miles a few seconds a mile.

I will say that in the beginning it was hard to follow the plan, but I reigned myself in. It wasn’t hard because I’m Speedy Gonzales. It was hard because I always go out too fast. It was hard because I was caught up in the excitement of the start of the race. It was hard because my ego took a little bit of a bruise allowing myself to be passed and needed to be seriously checked. It was easy though because I knew I had a plan that I needed to follow. I think I like having a plan now that I’ve experienced running with one.

As far as the ego even though I know I’m not competing against the other runners, it really is an ego killer being passed left and right by them. It’s human nature (or at least mine) to want to pass them and not be the one feeling like your left in the dust. That is UNTIL you remind yourself that you need to stick to pace and not theirs. I’ve heard race bystanders yell at other races and even yesterday the chant, “Your race, Your Pace.” I never gave it much thought till yesterday where I internalized and owned it. It made so much sense. This was my race and I needed to run it. I needed to allow myself to be passed. I was not competing with those passing me. I was challenging myself and in order to do that I had to follow my pace. It was a good pace too. And although I didn’t hit every mile goal I was pretty darn close.

10:16

10:18

10:09

10:20

10:39

10:24

10:03

10:22

10:10

10:25

This was right where I wanted to be. I was doing the math to keep me there and I used my Garmin to keep me on pace. If you know me too, you know that I hate math but it kept my mind occupied. Each mile I would mentally add my goal 10:20 to my time and try to hit the target. More often than not, I did. Although, I do need to adjust my setting for time display as it was only giving hours and minutes and not seconds which really is key in pacing. Then at mile 10, I took some Gatorade and allowed myself some freedom.

Mile 11 – 10:00

Mile 12 – 9:56

Mile 13 – 9:39

Then the .1 at 8:21 as I always like to sprint at the end if I can which I did since I controlled my pace!

I think because I kept a good pace that it helped with my feet too. I was able to run without the foot pain that has made me walk during races in the past. I think it is a combination of new shoes, new running plan, and just being a little smarter in my running lately (thanks to my running coach). Now this is not to say that after the race I was fine because I did have some heal pain and it’s not that my feet were not sore. They were and I did waddle a little on the walk to the car, but

Runable and livable..

Sex/
Age

Overall
Place

Gender
Place

Age
Place

Net
Time

5K
Split

10K
Split

15K
Split

20K
Split

Pace
per
Mile

AG
Time

AG
Gender
Place

F46

18,759

8672

422

2:14:47

0:31:40

1:04:47

1:36:58

2:08:15

10:17

2:04:26

6512

There is more to talk about as this really was a great event.

Tomorrow, I’ll tell you a little more about the actual event and not just boring but important numbers:)

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