So I came back for some more torture, only this time around it was 13 miles of mountain climbing, instead of 8. But you can’t beat a good time that benefits an amazing cause. Unlike last time, I went into this one slowly && by feel. The only time I looked at my watch was to see the elevation climbs as they took place. And it worked out in my favor. I was able to run the entire race, minus the vertical mountains, because let’s be real. Even when I thought I was running up them, I was basically hiking them. I don’t think anyone can run up them and maintain the same pace. NOT POSSIBLE! I mean just take a look at the elevation plot…
That last one is no joke. And coming down it was no joke either. That is where I busted out in song, singing my new jam to Alicia Keys’ song, “My quads are on fire!” There were points coming down that mountain that I thought my legs were just going to buckle underneath me. They were beyond jello legs, but it was a battle of one foot in front of the other, and when I hit the bottom, I knew it was almost over && had myself running in the low 8 minute pace. After all that. I was pretty impressed with myself.
Anyhow, maybe I should take it back to the beginning. I got ahead of myself. So sorry! 🙂 Let’s see, I had oatmeal and coffee for breaky. Then on my way there I had myself an Evolv energy drink ((all natural, no caffeine)) && met up with my people. We joined in prayer and toed the line. ((it’s an imaginary line)) and I’ll talk about that later. As usual, the start is very slow, because hundreds of people are cramming into a single track trail. But this time, I was okay with it. It helped me pace myself. I wasn’t worried about speed or placing. I just didn’t want to burn out like last time. This course followed the 8 miler in the beginning, so I knew what to expect for most of the run. That also helped me pace myself.
Because I didn’t need to stop and walk ((except the vertical climbs)), I did not take any pictures during the run. I am borrowing these from a friend who also ran the race. BUT it was gorgeous. This is why I run trails. It’s not for speed. It’s not for wins. It’s for the views. The isolation. The challenge. The stillness during our chaotic breathe, as we place one foot in front of the other, just so, to get the perfect position to make the puzzle come together. The adrenaline rush. The satisfaction when it’s over. There is nothing quite like it. NOT EVEN A MARATHON! ❤ And to cross that finish line with a smile on your face. That is EVERYTHING!
I know I’ve raved about this organization and these races before, so it pains me to have to say what I am going to say next, but it wouldn’t be a true recap if I didn’t express my real feelings. The course itself and the run are by far one of the best races I have ever done. The negative happened when the race was over. They have what they claim to be chipped timing, but one, you never cross a start line to get your actual start time, and two there wasn’t a line to cross at the finish either. So an accurate timing is not justifiable even though there is a computer involved. Second, they hoot and holler about having kiosks at the finish to check your standings. So naturally I did, and it to my surprise it said I had taken third in my age group. SAY WHAT?!?! Obviously, I got super excited….
BUT HOLD UP…Don’t get too excited for me. That title of a win was taken from me due to a computer error. BUT going back to what I said earlier, there weren’t any chip timer lines to cross at the start or the finish, so none of it makes sense. BUT whatever. I got over it. Here is the other negative of the day. The awards ceremony was non existent. As people finished and saw that they placed, they just asked for their medals so they could leave. Now, I get things happen and people do have to go. But it started a trend, to where every single person who won, got their medals and left. BEFORE EVERYONE EVEN FINISHED RUNNING. In my opinion, that’s just tasteless. WE are all runners, and each of us works just as hard as the next to cross that finish line. Everyone deserves a crowd of people cheering them on at the finish line. And then having people cheer for them if they placed. Now we don’t know who placed, or what they even look like, or if they truly even won those medals. Racing isn’t about the bling, but when it comes to it, everyone who crosses the finish line deserves one. This race did not have finishers medals. That is kind of unheard of for a half marathon, and a trail run at that. And the course was short of 13.1. This happened for the 8 miler too. BUT then I keep reminding myself that all the proceeds go to a good cause, so I should just shut up.
After all the people had gone, we continued to cheer for those still running and let them see we were having a good time, and that their fight to the finish line was well deserved. Despite some getting lost, and others taking some pretty nice falls, the trails will always have a special place in my heart. ❤ I am glad I got to experience today with some pretty amazing people too.
I’ve already got my eyes on some trail halfs in the future. And I look forward to getting better and better with each one. 🙂 God is good. Life is good. And I’m just gonna keep on smiling with every accomplishment I tackle post baby! ❤
The goods, in case people wonder about that. 🙂