As a follow-up to last year’s “This is what happens when a former triple jumper tries to run a 5k” I want to share today’s half marathon experience with you all, but I recommend you read the post about the 5K first.
Hey there! You rebel. Go back up and read the post like I told you to. Well, decide for yourself.
Okay, now that you’ve read it you know that after my stress fracture finally healed up this past fall I’ve been running a little every now and then. Nothing serious, but just enough to keep my exercise addiction alive.
I finished up the documentary “Over the Bridge” about two months ago and was planning on just chilling the rest of the semester. However, I got bored after three days and realized I needed a new project. So I gently forced my friend Matthew Housiaux to join me on the journey towards Brookings Half Marathon. Sorry, Matt!
And at 4:00 this morning it suddenly became real. We drove to Brookings, (about an hour north of Sioux Falls) lined up with hundreds of other runners with the hope of surviving the 21.1km (13.1 miles) that waited us.
One would think that I, as a former track athlete, wold have lungs of steel and that running hundreds of miles would be easy, but that notion does NOT apply to me. Not even the slightest. I used to avoid all endurance training because I didn’t want to waste time doing something that wouldn’t make me better at what I was doing in competition, so to even consider running a half marathon was a big step for me.
I was, of course, terrified of going out so hard the first mile I’d end up crawling the remaining 12, so I took it pretty easy — and to my big surprise — it was fun! The first 10km (6 miles) felt so easy I was wondering if someone had accidentally injected me with EPO. One really shouldn’t joke about that, but you get my point.
However, the soles of my feet started aching shortly after, and by the 15km (9 miles) mark I didn’t exactly feel that great. But at that point I just wanted it to end so I picked up my pace and shuffled my way to about 18km (11 miles) and from there I somehow made it to the finish line. Yay!
With my time of 2:08.52 I placed as 104 out of 225 women. Even if the time and placement doesn’t even resemble anything that has to do with elite sports, I’m very proud that I was able to finish all 21 kilometres without stopping. I ran the last 10km in 55 minutes, so at least I finished stronger than I started, haha.
Overall, it was a fun experience and Matt said it was worth it in the end… which makes me feel a little better about pushing him to do this with me. Thanks, Matt!
Now I’ll head to the theatre to perform the monologue I told you about earlier. Man, what a busy day!
Have a great Saturday all,