I really hope this is all coherent and correct. My brain is dead to proofreading. I’ve got to go to sleep! But, I wanted to make sure I started the story for you before I did.
I’m calling this half marathon “13b” because as you know I got lost on the course last weekend, accidentally take some distance off my half marathon.
Today started off in sort of a funny way. My dad warned me on the way to my grandma’s house – “You have to be careful what time you say you want to get up, because if you say you want to get up at 5, she’s going to wake you up an 4:30 to make sure you’re actually going to get up.”
We decided we would leave around 5. My dad and I both had plans to wake up around 4:40; we didn’t need much time to get ready. Sure enough, at 4:25, someone is poking me. Yep, it’s my grandma waking me up.
We get ready and head to Louisville. I ditched my headphones for this race because I had a wonderful race in Havasu, opening my ears to the people around me. (Also, I’m pretty sure I left my favorite headphones on the plane coming out here!) Don’t fret too much, I think I have an extra pair of my Sennheiser PMX 60s in my apartment in case I were to break or lose the pair I totally just lost…
Last week, I had worn my shoes that aren’t quite broken in all the way. Here’s the thing about those shoes – they fit well and feel incredible on my left foot. They hit me in a weird place on my right foot, which was sort of painful. I think I may have two slightly different sized feet… I’m figuring it out.
The point is, my right foot was a little sore after the race, and I could kind of feel it a bit during the week – not actually hurt, but just sore in that one spot. And I was happy this morning that my foot was feeling great.
It was pretty hard to get to my starting corral this morning. The sidewalks were packed with people, but I made it to corral F! I was hoping to do pretty well today, maybe see if I could push my PR. In my dream scenario, I’d find people to run wish (as I did in Havasu). It definitely is more fun to talk to people than listen to music. (But it’s more fun to listen to music than nothing when you’re alone.)
I looked around my corral. There were lot of people in the zone, with earbuds tucked in. There were a couple of pairs of people deep in conversation with each other. And then I saw a group of four people laughing. I went up to them and said they looked to be the most fun people in the corral. They welcomed me into their little group with open arms.
Terry was in the midst of a pretty brilliant idea. There were $500 coupons on our bibs for a car from a car dealership down in Louisville, but there was no fine print. He had the idea to start collecting coupons from everyone who wasn’t going to buy a car, then go into the dealership, and dump all the coupons on the table. “Car, please.”
He didn’t actually keep up with this idea, but I do think trying it would’ve been interesting if nothing else.
We all told each other to have a good race, and took off across the start. I didn’t try to stay with them at the beginning. I figured they’d be too fast for me. Not all that long into the first mile, I realized Terry and Randy were just to the left of me, and we were pacing about the same on that first mile.
I jogged over there and it was a very exciting reunion, even though I’d only been away from them for maybe about .3 miles (maybe not even that).
We ran together and they were hilarious and full of energy, which helped make running even more fun. We finished the first mile in 12:12. I knew I would not be able to keep that pace up for the next 12.1 miles. My original goal became to keep up with them through the first mile. Once I did that and we were having so much fun, I thought I’d see if I could keep up through the first 5. Luckily, they slowed down a little, but we were still jogging at a nice pace. Sure enough, I made it that first 3.1 miles with them.
Think I can keep up with them any longer? Find out tomorrow.