The Turkey Trot is a family tradition. In the past, we’ve always done 5 or 8Ks. This was our first time kicking off the day with a half marathon.
I was excited. It was my fourteenth half marathon, but the only one I’ve run so far this year. I need to run more races!
Kurt and I stopped on our way down to my parent’s house on Wednesday night to pick up everybody’s packets. Jen and her friend Erin were running the half marathon with us and my dad was doing the 5K.
I liked the shirts, but the women’s ones were TINY! Jen, Erin and I had all ordered mediums, which were way too small.
When we woke up on Thanksgiving it was still humid and overcast. It started raining again as we drove to the race.
After the National Anthem, the high school dance team performed for us. It was different and kind of cool.
I had decided not to look at my Garmin during the race. I lined up just behind the 2 hour pace group. My plan was to run easy for the first half, then try to catch (and hopefully pass) the 2 hour pace group over the second half of the race. My goal was to run negative splits, but I also wanted to finish under two hours.
A few weeks back, my right hamstring had started bothering me. I thought the knee brace I’d been wearing was probably digging into my hamstring and causing the irritation, so I had started doing some of my shorter runs without the brace.
The race was going to be the furthest I had run without the brace, so I was a little concerned about how my knee would hold up. It ended up doing fine, but I definitely felt my hamstring. It wasn’t too bad, though.
Actually, other than my hamstring, I was feeling quite good. The drizzle changed to rain a few times, but even that wasn’t bothering me.
There weren’t any major elevation changes, but the rolling hills just kept coming.
Between miles 5 and 6, we saw the 5K runners. I gave my dad a high-five as we passed each other.
When I got to the halfway point, I was still a couple hundred yards behind the 2 hour pace group. I still hadn’t looked at my Garmin, but I felt as though I should be gaining on them.
Leading up to the turn-around at mile 9, I got to see my sister (another high-five!), her friend Erin, and Kurt, who were all ahead of me.
Kurt later told me that he was worried about me because I was behind the 2 hour pace group. He figured I must be hurting. It’s a little strange to think he was worrying about me because I was so far back when I was actually feeling strong and happy.
I tried to grab a Gu from a volunteer just before the turn-around, but it slipped out of my gloved hand, and I ran on without it. When I came back by, the volunteer ran across the road to give me the Gu. So nice!. It made me happy.
At mile 11, I started to pick up the pace. It always feels good when you have enough energy to pick it up in the final miles. I passed a lot of people, but I still hadn’t caught up with the 2 hour pacer. He had lost his group and was running by himself at this point.
It definitely felt like the pacer was speeding up, too. As I closed in on him, I noticed that he kept looking at his watch. It seemed like he was worried about finishing in time. With only about a mile to go, I finally passed him. As I ran by, I asked if we were going to make it in under two hours. He said “oh yeah, easily!” which made me wonder why he kept looking at his watch and speeding up if he knew he was going to easily finish in under 2 hours.
I crossed the finish line in 1:55:56. It’s not even close to the time I need in order to set a new PR, but even so, I was very happy with my time and the way I’d run the race.
Everybody was freezing from standing out in the rain waiting for me to finish.
Sorry guys, I’ll try to run faster next time!
Hope you had a nice Thanksgiving!