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The weather was perfect, but everything else was against me; a noon start, "gaining" 1 hour but a child who woke at 4:15am and refused to nap, and as we started my body rebelled in nearly every way. After the mental talk last week I told myself I was going to push through and see what I could do.
The race was small, no chip time and about 150 people running. The course was a nice loop around a lake, but hilly! I began with such high hopes but those were quickly knocked down when it hurt to breath, I could barely take in a deep breath despite running a pace I can easily hold for 10 miles. I sounded like the person you pass and wonder if they will make it. I have been dealing with a slight cold, but didn't think it was this bad. I tried holding my pace but quickly slowed, I just could not physically do this. Mile 5: 37:30 (hoping to be under 35:00).
Hill after hill I struggle with my breathing until the pain has now moved to include extreme lower abdomen pain too around mile 6. Just keep moving, now MIle 7 and my left hamstring is getting in on the pain game too after all the those hills it too is pissed. I know the flat miles are coming and so is the end. I am finally catching the girl ahead of me and hold on as best I can. Finally the finish line at 1:14, ugh. The strange part, I think I ran my first negative split ever in a race despite this being my worst race in a long time!
Okay so that is behind me and I will move on. No more racing, besides a couple fun 5Ks for awhile. Just focus on strength and health. How do you move on beyond a tough race?
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