I signed up for the Indianapolis Monumental Half Marathon almost immediately after finishing the Mini Marathon way back in May. I was still on my runner's high and wanted to commit to my next half. I had heard this was a good race and it was far enough away that I would have plenty of time to train, plus it's right in Indy so no travel plans were needed!
Fast forward to August, when training began. I had barely run all summer and had to start from the beginning. I even had to "train" for the first 3 mile training run, because I knew I couldn't just go out and run 3 miles. I started with one mile, then two miles, then when I got to three I jumped into training.
Quite honestly, we had a busy end of summer & fall with traveling, bridal showers, bachelorette party, 2 weddings, family reunions, etc. Starting at the end of August we were out of town most weekends. This made fitting in training runs pretty difficult but I stuck with it as much as I could. Not to mention my jobby job threw a major curveball resulting in more stress then I ever thought I could handle. Remember when I said someone on my team got promoted but they decided not to replace him? I inherited almost all of his work and basically have two jobs for the time being, meaning longer work hours and general craziness. I even began having weekly meltdown Wednesdays (super fun for Phil!!) It might sound like I'm very unhappy with my job, but I'm not - I love where I work and I know this is temporary, which is why I stick it out. A few months of hell is okay as long as it gets back to normal eventually, which it should. ANYWAYS - I am a person who likes to be busy, but describing the past few months as overwhelming is an understatement.
So I stress-ate my way through the
Running towards the Soldiers and Sailors monument downtown
The first couple miles I just tried to relax and keep an easy pace. Kristie called me to wish me good luck, and I talked to her for a little bit. I started to get hot so I took off my long sleeved top and re-pinned my bib to my tank top, while juggling my phone and shot blocks. I continued to Mile 4, where I knew Phil and friends would be. I spotted them, waved like a crazy person so they would see me, got a kiss from Phil (who was drinking hot chocolate and bailey's, I was SO jealous!) and ran on. The half course takes you around downtown and through the old historic neighborhoods, which were gorgeous with the old trees and fall leaves. I just sort of "be-bopped" around for the next few miles, took in the scenery and was happy to see the 10K sign. I snapped a pic and sent it to Kristie, since we had just done a 10K together, and kept going. Miles 8 and 9 I had to do a little positive thinking to keep going, but I was feeling pretty good.
Then I got to Mile 10 and saw the timing clock - it said 1:46. I knew I had crossed the start line a little after 5 mins, I did some quick math and thought WOW am I really doing this good with some not-serious training, a "just finish this" attitude, and while sending a bunch of pics to Kristie?
I figured if I kept going at this pace, maybe faster, I could PR today!! What the what! That's when the turbo switch flipped and I started really getting after it. I cranked up one of my favorite running jams and started to fly. Yes I was tired and my feet hurt but I wanted to end this thing right, especially after how I had started it. I was feeling great and focusing on getting to the next mile marker - just 3 more! Right after 11 I thought I heard my name and I looked to see Phil and our friend jumping up and down waving at me! Surprise, I thought I wouldn't see them again till the finish line! I yelled an excited HEY!! and kept going. Mile 12, I started to really tire out but I wanted that PR bad all the sudden! I pushed through the 13, just one more tenth of a mile! Finally I rounded the last bend right before the finish and sprinted it out! FINISHED!!! I slowed down, got my medal, space blanket and some water, and bee-lined for the results tent. The clock at the finish line said 2:16 something, and with my 5 minute delay, I knew I got 2:11 something but I had to see it officially. I stood in line, talked with some out of towners and finally got to the guy at the computer who said -WOMP WOMP "I don't have your results yet, it's about 20 minutes behind".
I figured I would look online to see the results, and there it was! I had overcome difficult training and a bad attitude to PR! And a good one: I beat my last time by about 5 minutes!
I think the only thing left to do is run another one....these things are addicting! My plan for now is to run this one again next year. Maybe if things slow down I will do one in the spring too!
My favorite cheerleader, the unabomber :)