This one hurt and I think that maybe why it took so long to write the recap. The Brooklyn half was 2 weeks after the Flying Pig and I was still hurting in the foot and hip so I only ran ONCE in the 2 weeks. I knew that was not going to be in my best interests. Knowing that pushed me back even another step mentally. Many of the logistics for this race were a real pain in the ass, from the packet pick up to the parking on day of.....Luckily my friend Danielle said she would get my packet since I had work and school so I would never be able to get there. Her husband also dropped us off the day of the race.
Well I laid out my race day outfit the night before because I needed to be to Danielle by 5:15am so I was going to be getting up at 4:00.
|I picked almost the same outfit as the Flying Pig in hopes to have as good of a time.|
|Fueling, hydrating and relaxing in hopes to get to bed early.|
Saturday morning I got dressed and headed out the door at 4:50. I got the the light at the end of my neighborhood and it would not turn green in my direction....I sat there for 8 min before I just ran the light. I then realized I forgot my garmin at home so I turned around and got it....so now I was totally behind schedule and was rushing and stressed. Got to Danielle's and realized I forgot my water. I also forgot my overnight oats but didn't notice that until we left her house....so now I was about to run 13.1 miles on an empty stomach. More things to mess with my head.
We got to Prospect Park with plenty of time to spare which was good because we had a looooooog walk to our corrals. On the way there I went to get my camera to start taking pictures and I left it in the truck....FOR FUCKS SAKE!
Due to security being upped after Boston we had to be in our corrals 1/2 hour before the start time and we got 'locked' in. Being that I am much slower than Danielle and her son we took a picture and then they left me in the second to last corral.
This part really was the last of my brain power.....I was just stuck in my head with my crappy thoughts for 50 minutes...30 min wait then a slooooooow 20 min walk to cross the start line. The first half of the course was a few laps in the park. I had no idea that it was going to be hilly. The scenery was not bad, we passed a zoo and a dog park that had hundreds of dogs running around. Not too may spectators in the park but when we got to the edges there were some.
|The one thing that was awesome was the weather......|
Just past mile 7 we headed out of the park and onto Ocean Parkway.....it was around this time when my left foot and knee started to hurt. I was done. I sent a text to Danielle telling her to please wait for me after because in stead of going into Manhattan with my friends after I just wanted to go home. I was walking quite a bit by this point. Walking didn't hurt but I could only run a few feet before my ankle and knee started to hurt really bad. I sent a text to Matt when I crossed the 15k mark to tell him I was not going to hang out so he didnt need to head to the finish line. He said to make a left as I was right by his apartment but I was NOT quitting...I was going to finish no matter how ugly it was getting.
They had a GU station and I grabbed one and took a little bit of one and I do think it helped but I didn't want to take a chance with one of those on an empty stomach as my belly gets all crazy when I run long in the first place. Once I got close to Coney Island I tried to suck it up and run more. There were more spectators and I just wanted to finish already. Plus the photographers were becoming more common....
|I was pretty much done.....|
|I bought some of these pictures so it is OK that I used a screen capture.....not stealing lol|
|I swear I thought I was smiling....LOL|
|Packing shrink wrap to hold the ice in place....BRILLIANT.|
Matt and I headed over to the subway to head back to his apt because he said he would drive me home and hang out for awhile anyway. YAY. The wait for the ticket machine was quite long and same for a train but we finally got back to his place. In the car I looked up my official time and holy cow I really did finish only 4 miles slower than my slowest half time.
|I have embraced the fact that I am a slow runner but I want to stop getting slower LOL|