Sometimes racing doesn't come easy and there will be days where your mind is scattered everywhere. Currently trying to collect the memories and learn the mistakes. The half marathon happened so fast that it feels like a dream. Sometimes I feel joyful after a race, it's like a high that I recieve from working hard to build up into a race. Often times, there are those races where you feel disappointed, and all you can do is let go and reassure yourself that the bad races doesn't define the type of runner you are.
Well here you go..... Inside my brain before and during race day.
Race Recap: Fast forward to a few days ago. The week before the race, I was battling with a flu that prevented me to run on Monday and taking some days easy. This ruptured a lot of my confidence and while I promised myself not to have negative thoughts roam in my head this season, I did. Laying in bed Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday feeling the weakness from this sickness circulating my body discouraged and saddened me. Wednesday I couldn' feel sorry for myself, I tried to be as positive as I can be because I knew this would be my only workout before my race. As usual when something bad occurs that has to do with my health, I had questions squirming in my head during the workout. Am I even fast enough? How can I race while feeling weak? Would this sickness damage my race? The workout itself was hard and I was excessively sweating and coughing. I did hit my target pace right on but I felt I was fighting against my body, this sickness and myself.
I took a couple deep breaths and I prayed to God to give me strength to finish this season great.
Before my race, I was built up with nervousness unknowing what my body will allow me to do. The race started and I charged for my goal pace, 5:50, running alone. As 2 miles pressed, I felt my twin sister and my friend Valerie working together and running towards me. I smiled and grew with happiness because running 5:50 solo would be boring and tough. My sister Regina, my friend Valerie, her boyfriend, and I started working together, trying my best to cruise a 5:50 to 5:55 pace. Working through each mile felt hard but I did not want to give up. As mile 9 and then 10 miles approached, I felt my legs and my body aching. At 10 miles, my friend Aaron Sharp helped me through the finishing miles. I felt myself slipping away from my twin sister at mile 12 and had her as my target to keep going even if my body wasn’t working with me. I felt myself coughing excessively and grasping for air. Usually at races, I have this deep desire to finish strong instead I wanted to callapse on the floor to catch my breathe.
Almost to the finishing stretch and following my twin sister, we both ended up going the wrong way which resulted in us stopping, jogging and asking people where the finish line was. As we were analyzing and trying to figure out the finish, we went to the right side of the finish which resulted in loosing about 30 seconds of our time. My twin sister clocked in at 1:18:40 and I at 1:18:46; taking 2nd and 3rd overall women. We were disappointed but we were more joyful that we overcame the half marathon together. I know I have a lot of learning to do on these longer distances and I know it all comes from experiences!
Learning Lesson: One thing that I have learned running half marathons and marathons are there are days where you feel amazing and some days you want to collapse on the floor because your body cannot go anymore or any faster. While it wasn’t my day to set a new PR, I am happier that I ended this season injury free. As sickness held me back this week, I know there are new seasons ahead of me.
Currently on my recovery to better health and staying injury free. I am eager to take some time not running for a week or two. Excited for track season approaching, Hawaii race trip soon, and more half marathons.