Well I was hoping to have a happy, upbeat report for you all, my readers who gave me good wishes beforehand. I won’t sugar-coat it…I was quite disappointed with my race at the Mini 10K yesterday. Didn’t hit the A (sub 7:30 pace), B (PR/sub-47) or even C goal (beat last year’s time of 47:27) Furthermore, I barely improved on the 10k race I ran 2 months ago. By the numbers…a little comparison.
|Last .2 mile||1:30||1:33||1:32|
*5k splits for the Scotland Run were approximate, as there was no chip mat. Also, the first mile was up the hilly west drive as opposed to the flattish CPW mile of the Mini 10k. Mile 2 was half CPW, half Central Park. Miles 3 to the end are identical between the 2 races.
So instead of a mile-by-mile…here’s a little recrap.
The start seemed similar to last year…jogged down to the start to warm up, lined up in the blue corral with a coupla teammates (and even got caught on the NYRR video-around 1:44 in-spreading the Flyer love…) Waited through all the speeches…which included Paula and Kara (Paula was running, Kara wasn’t.) Finally a few minutes after 9, we were off.
Again, I tried to keep things under control in the 1st mile and not take it out too fast, as that strategy worked last year. However, I thought my first mile seemed a bit slower than I wanted…and miles 2 and 3 weren’t much better. I actually felt weaker on the hill in mile 3 than I did last year. Mile 4 was a slog as usual but I knew once I made it to 90th street, the worst was over. And I was actually passing people in the last 2.2 miles. Mile 6, my strategy was “run hard to the 800m to go sign, then run even harder. Then show no mercy on that last .2” Not sure how well that worked in mile 6…though I was sorta pleased with my finishing kick. But then I looked down at my watch after crossing the finish line and thought “Are you f*cking kidding me? I only ran 1 second faster than my last 10k? After supposedly being better trained?”
Well at least getting my picture taken with Kara Goucher…
…and getting Kara’s autograph too…
…made me feel a little better. (as did the strawberry margaritas and electric lemonades at the Boat Basin that afternoon…)
I do realize by the numbers-my race time does not look so bad. And I even ran a more, uh, even race this time. But I can’t keep but feel I could have done much, much better, as my recent races and workouts have suggested. I blame a certain someone or something called the Devil’s Advocate (DA.) He showed up after the mile race at Icahn and made another appearance after this race. Here is the conversation between myself and said Devil’s Advocate after the race.
Me: Well you know, every other time I had a bad race at the Mini 10K, I could never break 50. So 47 and change is not so bad, right?
DA: But you should have done much, much better. Why couldn’t your legs get with the program to run under 47 minutes?
Me: Well, there also was that Brooklyn half I ran 3 weeks ago…was I not recovered from it?
DA: Well, several of your teammates and friends who ran and/or PR’ed in Brooklyn also ran well and/or PR’ed today. Why couldn’t you?
Me: The weather wasn’t ideal..kinda humid…
DA: Oh please. You should not be using the weather as an excuse…wuss. That’s just weak.
Me: Well I did hit up the Flyers’ happy hour last nite…but I was smart, I didn’t drink too much-and in fact, I had the Blue Point Blueberry beer that I had the night before my 10K PR. And I left early to go home, carbo-load, hydrate and rest.
DA: Are you forgetting Thursday nite out to watch your coworkers’ beer pong tournament? You should know better. Remember this learning experience? Wagon for you the night before a race, missy.
Me: Maybe I should have skipped Tuesday’s workout? Though it really didn’t feel hard at all…
DA: Again, your friends who did speedwork on Tuesday still had good races today.
Me: And maybe I should not have worn heels on Friday…even though they weren’t really high heels…
DA: Vanity has no place in running and racing. Haven’t you learned by now?
Me: Well this is my first week of training for Chicago…and I’m training for a marathon, not a 10K, right?
DA: But a 47:53 10K does not equate a BQ marathon. Far from it. You have a lot of work to do.
And so on and so forth. I wish that damn Devil’s Advocate could just leave me alone. I’m not making any excuses-I plain and simple had no game that day. I’m still unsure what to make of my race…as well as my current running fitness. Did I really get slower in the last 3 weeks?
One final note-I do have to thank quite a few peeps for their great support and cheering…Flyers DK, JB, DR, RG, Bandanahead, Lam, JB24…GA and KM from Urban…oh, and TK!! (at least I think that was you I saw in mile 6 🙂 )
Til next year’s race. And Devil’s Advocate, please do not show up next year. In fact, if you can stay away from my next race too that would be great. thankyouverymuch. 🙂