I told myself I would write race recaps for all of the races I ran this spring, and I was doing alright until I got to the 10 miler. I think that's because I didn't really approach the 10 miler as a race, and I certainly did not make any effort to "race" or even run fast.
First, it was the morning after my husband's birthday. So we went out on Saturday night. Late. I made that decision fully aware of the consequences, but MAN, only sleeping three hours is rough... as is being hungover. I couldn't really eat my breakfast because I was naseous, so I ran on a mostly empty stomach. We also got to the corral way too early (probably with 40 minutes to spare) and it was FREEZING, so by the time the race started, I was: sleep deprived, hungover (and dehydrated), without breakfast, and numb in most parts of my body. Oh, and I was still injured. And I forgot my Garmin. And my knee brace.
This, my friends, is how NOT to start a 10 mile race.
Anyway, as my race MO goes, I ran for about 1.5 miles before the foot/ankle pain kicked in, so I decided to walk and stretch over the next 1.5 miles or so. Then, by around mile 3 I started feeling better/warmer and decided to just run at a nice, easy pace.
Anyway, despite my pesky foot pain, I finished in 1:51:32, avaerage pace 11:09. And only 10 more days until my first physical therapy appointment!