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Race Day Recap

Yes, Sunday was Father’s Day.   Yes, I had another race.   That being said I didn’t realize it was Father’s Day when I signed up and my husband was fine with me racing again, so all was good.   I will say that it feels good not to have another NYRR event on the calendar till September  for the Bronx 10 miler and then October for the Staten Island Half.   Then I’m done and will have my nine!   That being said though, it’s not like I’m going to go into rest mode over the summer as Marathon training is starting but that is a discussion for another day.

Today is all about race day!

Queens 10K-4

Going into this race I had no real plan.   I had some ideas, but no plan.   Part of the reason that I didn’t have a plan was because according to the forecast we were going to be experiencing major storms.   The forecast was so dire that NYRR even pushed back the start time an hour the night before.   That was nice for the extra sleep but bad because it meant a later return home.   Although we really didn’t sleep much later as the clown car still left at 6:30ish.

I was prepared for the monsoon.   Even cutting up a garbage bag the night before for a throw away poncho.    Luckily, I did not need it but it is good to be prepared.   I also decided not to wear my Hoka Ones as I didn’t want to ruin them.    I fear this was a mistake because by mile 5 my left foot was screaming.   I won’t make that mistake again.   I also thought since this was going to be a wash out that I would just make it a fun run and not push it at all hence not needing the Hoka’s.   Then a funny thing happened.   The weather forecast was wrong.   Not just a little wrong, but majorly wrong.   We had some showers in the evening and barely a sprinkle when we arrived.   Other than that, no raging storms.   It ended up actually being VERY hot and humid.   Very similar to last weeks Oakley temperatures.

Queens 10K-3

We arrive at Citi-field and the horrors of the parking we heard about from last year thankfully did not happen.   So we had some time to spare.   We walked to the corral area meeting some other Mama’s along the way.   For some reason, I don’t know if it was the daze of the morning or what; but it seems that we failed to get a group shot.   I’m not sure how we let that happen.   Boo us.   Boo.

I will say that the Corrals this week were tight and moved up quickly on each other.   Last week they had people checking to make sure that you were entering your correct corral.   Not so much this week.   I’m wondering if they had volunteers bail because of the “weather”   as we seemed to be all mixed together and smooshed.   I did not enjoy it, but I do think it helped me start strong as I’m not a big fan of the crowds like that.

Standing in the corral gave me the push I needed to get moving.   I still had no plan as far as pacing, but just took off when I crossed the start line.   My goal was to get a little space.   I glanced at my watch here and there during the race, but for the most part kept a consistent pace during the entire race without really trying.    Although it would have been much easier to do if it wasn’t for people strolling in the middle of the course, but that is for a different days discussion.   There was also the dodging of the potholes and puddles.   So according to my Garmin, I ran 6.35 not 6.2.  I’m thinking that is from the weaving.

Queens 10K

Mile 6 was my slowest because by that time my foot had really decided that although I was running in good shoes, that these shoes were not the shoes for me.   Not enough cushioning.   Not at all.  I pushed through it though telling myself the faster that I got to the finish line, the faster I would be able to rest it.   I will also say that the slow down wasn’t attributed to any other factor as I felt good otherwise.  Hotter than Hell and drenched in sweat, but overall good.    I even managed once I hit the six mile mark to sprint to the finish.   There is something to be said for doing that.  Try it sometime and you will see what I’m talking about.   I can’t wait to see those race photos even if I don’t purchase them:)

I’m still waiting on NYRR to post the “official” time and give me my check for the 9 plus 1 and my third borough race. My “unofficial’ NYRR time is


If you notice, my Garmin time is only one second off.   Not too shabby.

Queens 10K-2

What did you run this weekend?

Running By The Numbers – The Brooklyn Half

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.











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..


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:)

Do you follow a race plan?

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Race Recap and Proud Tutu Wearing Mama!

I ran a 5K yesterday.   When I signed up for it, I had aspirations of this being my 25 minute PR.   I knew going in that this would not be so and I am glad that I adjusted my expectations beforehand as it was a beautifully out and back hilly course.  I wish that I was not pushing it as there were some spectacular views of the Hudson that I would have liked to get a picture of, but I was running a race and couldn’t stop for pictures.  I will say that if I do meet the goal this year, it will not be on a course like this one.   That being said, I still did well with a 28:25 time.   I’m happy.  This will move me up a coral in my Road Runner races now.     Yeah me:)

Now since I knew going into this I was only going to end up using this run as a good push it run, I decided to make it fun and wear a Tutu!   Actually, I was not alone in my tutu either.   We had a clown car filled with six of us MRTT Mama’s and five of us opted for the tutu.    This got me thinking as to why sane rational woman would wear a tutu.   I can only speak for me, but this is what I came up with.


It is just fun!

Think about it….

As a woman….

As a mother…..

As a wife…..

As a Cub Scout Leader (yup, that’s me)…….

As a woman with lots and lots of responsibilities, jobs, and things on our plates…..

When do we just let to let it all hang out?

When do we just let to do something silly?

I am well past the time when I am not always juggling something.

I am well past the time for stupid silly either.

So for me wearing a tutu is my chance to just be silly and I’m not talking “play with your kid” silly either.  So if wearing a tutu allows me to remind myself that it is ok to just be silly for the sake of silly, why not?    I think this is a much healthier outlet that ending up on an episode of “Mom’s gone wild.”   This is wild enough for me.    This is my chance to “let my hair down” in a fun positive way.

Tutu’s Rock in that way!


I will also add that my group was asked a few times to have our picture taken by random people.   We even made the Road Runners Race Album.  One guy even wanted to be in the picture with us!   Not sure what he will tell his friends when he shows them the pictures, but he wasn’t laughing at us but with us.    Yes, there were some but not as many as you would think who may have been laughing at us, but you know what…..


This is my race, my tutu, and my friends.

We had a great time rockin our tutus and to me it really is all about the fun.

So as a Mom who is only a month away from 46, if I want to act like a kid and wear a tutu, silly hats, silly socks, ect  when I run so be it.