My last 6 races, the quick recap!

While I have been running and racing, I clearly haven’t been writing! Below is a summary of recent races:
After last year’s incredible race, I was sad to only be able to jog the half marathon this year. Though I did get to enjoy the race weekend energy, I didn’t feel very much energy during the actual run. In fact, I started with Frank and Annalise and started to fade only halfway through slogging into the finish line in 1:41:xx. After nearly 3 months of shitty running due to injury, I had zero expectations, but it was difficult not to reminisce about the year before.
I’m not sure if it was the amazing mahi burger and sweet potato fries that I devoured after the race, or whether my body decided it was finally on board with getting back into shape, but I surprised myself with a solid progression run the following Tuesday. I progressed from 8:00+ min/mile to low 6’s, and really good and strong. It left me hopeful for future races!
A group of ARECers usually gets together for this race and it didn’t take too much persuading for me to join the fun. A beautiful course, lots of hills, and plenty of wine post-race… sign me up. I even convinced Annalise to run it!
We arrived on race morning to a very cold race start. It took a mile or 3 for my toes to finally warm up, but it was worth it. The first half of the race is comprised mainly of up, and I found myself questioning whether I could keep my pace for the entire 13.1 miles. I had been trailing the 1:30 pacer until that point, but didn’t care to close the gap as my legs grew more fatigued. Finally, we reached the top and were rewarded with amazing views of hot air balloons and sprawling vineyards. I let loose and began to chase, and then pass the pacer. I felt a lot better than during the first half, likely due to the downhill. I knew that there would be another climb around mile 10 and just held on until then. That little hill felt… huge, and the headwind didn’t help. I passed a woman to put myself as the lead female and just ran hard until the finish.
I’d hope to run sub 1:35 and ran 1:28, so I was surprised and pleased. I hadn’t done any speed work and a sparse amount of hill work, so I once again felt a spark of hope. I won a $100 gift card to a local running store, a $50 gift card to Road Runner Sports, a free race entry, and a few other goodies. After the race, our group hung out and drank too much wine at the post-race party. We then visited Ponte winery for more vino and food. Annalise and I visited the running store and I used my gift card to buy some shoes. I’d had a great race, earned some sweet prizes, drank wine with friends in beautiful Temecula… it was a great Sunday!
Running this 5K was a very last-minute decision, but it was close, easy and free. I knew the event well as it was a Run Racing event. The 5K course is a flat out-and-back in the neighborhoods of Rossmoor. While it is a smaller family-friendly race, good prize money and Brooks shoes attracts a handful of very fast runners. In fact, all of the top-3 females ran under 17:00 and all of the men sub-15:00. My goal for this race was to run hard and fast, and to feel the hurt of a 5K again. The first mile was my fastest, which I almost never do, but I really surprised myself with a finish time of 18:37! Having done virtually no structured speed work since June, I was extremely pleased to hold 6:00 min/miles for 3.1 miles.
I decided to switch it up with a longer trail race, receiving an email the week of the event and signing up 2 days prior. I’d run through Limestone Canyon before, so I knew the views would not disappoint during the 25K. The area is actually closed to the public except for during open access days each year, and for this race. This meant it was just those participating in the event and any wildlife on the trails. Annalise decided to join the fun and we once again placed 1st and 2nd overall females! The views were definitely beautiful and the course was challenging. Around mile 10, two deer bounded across the trail!
I ended up winning $150 for the 1st place finish + $50 for a course record + a free pair of Hoka One One shoes (decided on these). We hit Hopdoddy Burger Bar in Tustin after the race and I enjoyed another delicious mahi burger + sweet potato fries. This seems to be my favorite go-to post-race meal.
This was another last-minute decision 5K, but 1) I could do the 5K / half or full marathon turnaround that I’d had success in here and here 2) the course included views of the ocean + hills, 3) the entry was free. The decision wasn’t terribly difficult! Chris would be leading the 5K on his back, so we planned to head directly to Bakersfield after the race. My strategy was simply to run another hard 5K, but the hill in last mile made this race extra hard. I felt like I slowed down to 7:00+ minute pace up that hill, but ended up with a 6:24 final mile (6:11, 6:60, 6:24). It was 30+ seconds slower than School Ghoul 5K, but on a much tougher course. Overall, I was happy with the effort and a 19:13 finish time!
I later learned that they had a hill challenge within the half marathon: $500 for the fastest male and female split up the hill. The woman who won the challenge and the half marathon destroyed the incline, running a 1:42 to the lead male’s time of 2:00. If this race isn’t the day before Bakersfield next year, I’d consider running the half and going for that challenge!
People always have the same reaction when I tell them how much I enjoy this race. “Bakersfield? Why there?” There are a few reasons that I return each year, one of which is the course itself. Starting and finishing at CSU Bakersfield, it basically takes runners through the more interesting parts of the city like downtown Bakersfield, the financial district, around the local high school, through Garces Circle, by a few of the city’s historical landmarks and other areas. I especially enjoy miles 13 – 20 which include a 3 mile climb up to Bakersfield College, followed by a few miles along a bluff (Panorama Drive) with nice views. A surprising number of residents come out to cheer, hand water out, play music, and support the participants.
Another reason that I enjoy this race is its logistical ease – arriving, parking and getting to the start line are all easy and quick. Race morning was typical: arrive, eat, pee and poop, wait, drink water, pee and poop again, and shiver at the start line for a few minutes before being released. I started with the 1:30 (half marathon) pace and felt comfortable, but cold, for the first 10 miles. I was on my own after mile 7.5 and slowed my roll a bit to keep myself in check. I was running as the 1st OAF and didn’t want to lost that position by running too fast, too early. The miles ticked by, my legs felt strong, and my breathing was controlled. My feet started to hurt early in the race, but I think it’s due to the lack of support of my “race” shoes. I’d eaten a large dinner and hearty breakfast, so I didn’t feel the need to fuel until mile 16, but I think that was what caused the nauseation which set in around mile 20. Any time I tried to speed up, even slightly, I felt like I was going to vomit. I was still running at a decent clip, but had to settle on maintaining it.
I’m not sure how I feel about this race and how it played out. While I do feel like my marathon was abbreviated and that I lacked the depth of fitness that running a strong marathon requires, I also knocked out some killer workouts included a 20 mile run with 10 hard in the middle and a 9-miler at a smooth-feeling 6:37 pace. My weekly mileage was decent, but slightly lower than in the past. I’m still looking for the balance of mileage and speed that works the best for me, but I learned a lot while cram-training for this event.
I do know that I’m disappointed in how good my legs felt and how aerobically fit I felt throughout, but that my stomach ended up being the limiting factor. Was it that I waited too late to take a gel in? I was drinking water every other aid station, sometimes skipping too, but maybe that wasn’t enough? It didn’t get too warm or sunny, so I don’t think I overheated. Was I dehydrated going into it? This has happened during a few other races, usually longer ones where I’m working hard. I’m going to try different brands of gels, but might have to go back to blocks or some other source of intra-race energy.
Despite running a less-than-ideal race, I took the W in the women’s division with a 3:02:39 and added $750 to my bank account. It was also my second fastest marathon (*I no longer count the 2:56 on a downhill course as my PR*), so I can’t be too disappointed. Plus, there were unlimited freshly-made breakfast burritos at the finish line! Who can be disappointed in that?
Random pictures from all races:

 

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Not giving up yet…

Well, it certainly has been a while since my last post! While I hope to log updates more consistently, this one will serve as a summary of the past few months.
After PCRF, I completed the LA Marathon in 2018. Due to confusion with my last-minute entry, which I purchased from Back on my Feet, I ended up starting in the veeeery back of the field. I literally spent the first 10 or so miles weaving through 12+ min/mile paced runners and walkers, which is evident by my first 5K split of 25+ minutes. Treating this as a long training run prior to the Boston Marathon, I wore my Garmin and closed strong with the final 6 miles averaging 6:45 min/mile. I finished in 3:15, happy with the effort and non-existent post-marathon soreness. (results are under my initials, G.S.)
Unfortunately, I traveled to, started, but ultimately did not finish the 2018 Boston Marathon. It was extremely cold, wet, windy, and the weather conditions were unarguably terrible + I wasn’t feeling great physically, mentally, or emotionally. I felt overwhelmed and just mentally checked out of the race, so I dropped out around mile 10. The trip was fun – I stayed with Annalise, her friend Tara and Molly. Molly ran the BAA 5K on Saturday, and I got to run with Alex and Kat on Sunday morning. The days leading up to Marathon Monday were a lot of fun, so it wasn’t a complete waste of a flight. With that being sad, I will not be returning to Boston for the 2019 event.
March through May were tough months for me – I left Run Racing after 6+ years and took a new position managing the office of an environmental testing firm. In the interim, I worked at Whole Foods Market. It was a stressful few weeks, but I survived. With the dust (mostly) settled, I decided to run the OC Marathon and surprised myself by running a very strong 3:05 (results also under initials G.S.). During/after the race, I developed a pain in my high hamstring/buttock area, but it wasn’t too bothersome, so of course… continued to run and train.
In early June, I completed my first 10-mile race at the Wrigley River Run, taking the female win in 1:03. I didn’t expect to run that fast and feel so good doing so. The next day, I helped the Long Beach Lady Lions place 2nd at the Griffith Park Trail Relay, running the fastest female split of the day for all teams. I was definitely fit, but the pain that I’d felt in my hamstring/buttock was getting worse. I stretched and foam rolled here and there, and kept training.
After the fastest set of 400s I’d ever run in my life on June 18, I finally had to give in and take 4 days completely off. The “pain in my butt” was somehow causing (?) pain in my calf on the same leg. I could hardly walk at this point. Between then and now, I’ve:
  • Stretched and foam rolled almost daily
  • Had a sports / active release massage
  • Googled the shit out of this injury, also visiting LetsRun.com for advice
  • Taken a second set of 4 days off
  • Sat on a tennis ball while driving and at work
A majority of the running that I have been doing has been at an easy pace. I’ve also been stretching and foam rolling almost every single day, which seems to help. After all of the Google and LetsRun research that I’ve done, I believe that what I’ve been dealing with is piriformis syndrome, AKA the most annoyingly relentless running injury I’ve ever had.
While I have been able to log higher weekly mileage, complete “workouts” (though significantly slower than in the spring), and get long runs in (up to 18 miles)… I’m still managing the symptoms and pain of piriformis syndrome. Am I being stubborn and basically inviting this injury to stick around long-term by continuing to run versus time off or cross-training? Probably. Will I ever learn?

PCRF Reaching for the Cure Half Marathon Race Recap

I figured that two long, harder efforts would serve as good preparation for the Boston Marathon, so I ran two half marathons in one weekend.

The morning of PCRF felt relaxed compared to the craziness of the previous day’s Pacific Half Marathon. I drove to Irvine Valley College, easily found a parking spot, and then spent all of 1 minute walking to the expo area. I ran into Chris, who would be the pacer for a 1:50 finish time, and we planned to meet for a few warm-up miles. Once back in my car, I peered into my packed “swag bag.” Not only did participants receive the standard race shirt, there was also a very nice hoodie sweatshirt, a water bottle, and various other smaller items. I learned later that the sweatshirt was a 20th anniversary gift. I’m giving this one a 10/10 on the “swag bag” scale.

After a 2 mile warm up and strides, Chris and I made our way to the start line. I’ve listened to many renditions of the pre-race national anthem over the years, but this performance was one of the best. Dawn Wright, national anthem singer for the Anaheim Ducks, sang it beautifully and powerfully. Her voice echoed in my head as we all jockeyed for position down the first narrow straight-away. The first half mile took us through tight twists and turns inside of the Irvine Valley College campus, after which we headed down Barranca Parkway. Right after the mile 1 marker, a female runner pulls up and asks if she can run with me for for a few minutes. Molly was using this race as a workout before half marathon championships in May, and would be starting a fartlek segment after mile 3. She was so nice and I wish she lived closer so we could train together (she lives in Boulder)! I bid her good luck at the mile 3 marker and she took off for her first interval.

The next few unexciting miles were on the riverbed. I continued to chug along, passing the occasional runner and enjoying a change in scenery. I was pleasantly surprised by how good I felt having run a hilly half marathon the day before, I was also aware that I still had a substantial number of miles left to run. Somewhere around mile 6, Molly ducked into a porta potty and the lead cyclist for female runners latched onto me. I knew it would be only a matter of time before Molly blazed past me… and I was right. She encouraged me to tag along for the intervals, but I don’t think I would’ve been able to hang.

Course map

The PCRF course could be categorized as “hilly”, but there aren’t any major climbs. The miles clicked off without much fanfare. It was quiet, but I was enjoying it. A bike pacer rode with me miles 9 – 13 and we talked here and there. I welcomed the distraction, as my legs were definitely beginning to feel the fatigue of two races in on weekend. At one point, he asked me if I knew what pace we were going, to which I hastily replied “NO, AND I DON’T WANT TO KNOW.” I immediately apologized for the aggressive response. I wore a watch for this race, but didn’t check it until after crossing the finish line.

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Once I recognized that we were close to the campus, I picked it up and tried to close fast. An object was obstructing the finish line clock, so I didn’t see 1:25:xx until I was a few feet away. I’d run harder than for the Pacific Half Marathon, but wasn’t expecting to clock a personal best! It was a chilly day, so I set out on a cool-down before becoming too cold. I ran into Molly and we ran a mile-ish together. After the 2-mile slog, I came across my friend Hannah who had also PR’d!

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Chris, Hannah and I walked around the festival area, which was different from normal race expos. There were small carnival rides (Chris took a trip down the giant slide), a reptile exhibit (I pet a giant monitor lizard) and a large kids zone. I collected my overall and age division prizes, including gift cards to In-N-Out and Chipotle and a branded pint glass. I was ravenous at that point, so Chris and I enjoyed lunch at Mustard Cafe.

I felt sore and tired on Monday, as expected, but strung together another solid week of training, capped off with a long run workout on Saturday with a new group. Two more weeks until the Boston Marathon!

 

 

The Great Race of Agoura Hills Race Recap

I’d run the Cheseboro Trail Half Marathon in 2016, but decided to return to the roads for this year’s Great Race. The beautiful scenery of the Pacific Half Marathon course serves as a distraction from all of the hills! In addition to pretty and challenging courses, the “swag” and post-race festivities are great. I’ve had great experiences each time that I’ve participated.

Race morning was stressful and hectic. After a ~one hour drive to Agoura Hills, we had to swing by Chumash Park (finish line for all races incl. the Cheseboro Half Marathon), grab our race bibs, and then drop me off at Paramount Ranch (start line for ONLY the Pacific Half Marathon). We arrived at about 6:30am and I began to worry about making it to my 7:30am start when we were directed to park in a lot very far away from the park. After (what felt like) running around for 2 miles in search of porta-potty, I then sprinted across the very large park to pick up our race bibs. I threw myself into John’s car and we made our way toward Paramount Ranch, navigating road closures before hitting the long line of cars going into the ranch. John would have to drive back to Chumash Park to make it to his start line, so I gathered what I needed for the race and ran to the ranch. I’m sure I looked odd running alongside the crawling line of cars, but I made it there with time to spare (and J made it to his start!). Ann and Annalise arrived at around the same time, so we met up and headed to the start line area together.

The Pacific Half Marathon is a road race while the Cheseboro Half Marathon runs on the trails. Due to rain in the previous days, sections of the trail race were too muddy and all half marathon runners would be on the road course. This change resulted in the traffic congestion entering Paramount Ranch as well as a delayed race start. I ran into a few friends at the start line, tried to stay warm, and then we were off! 

Ann and I had briefly discussed running together and going out on pace for a ~1:35 finish time. We definitely started faster than a 7:15 minute/mile pace, but it felt smooth and we were talking. The fastest pace group was 1:40, so I didn’t have any idea where we would finish or what pace we were running at. There is a short, but very steep climb within the first half mile followed by 2 miles of cruising. The surrounding mountains enshrouded in morning mist were a sight to see and part of what makes this course so spectacular.

The toughest stretch of the course is between miles 3 and 4. We chugged up it at a decent clip, passing a few runners, but I think we were both glad to reach the top.

Naturally, some of those runners we’d passed came bombing down the hill. Ann put some distance between us on the downhill section, but we hooked back up and cruised through the next few miles together. I don’t remember being passed by anyone after the downhill, but we did pick a few people off. We passed a female runner somewhere around mile 10 and I began to wonder what place we were in. My legs felt tired from the undulating hills, but my breathing felt controlled and my energy levels were good.

I maintained through miles 10 and 11, but caught a second wind after mile 12 and passed quite a few runners. The final mile enters a neighborhood via a steep uphill, and then follows a trail downhill past Agoura High School and into Chumash Park. I was quickly catching up to a male runner who kept looking over his shoulder at me. He wasn’t slowing down and a mini race toward the finish line ensued. I flew down the last hill and ran strong down Argos Street toward the park, finishing in 1:29:49. Ann was only a few seconds behind me and we ended up finish as the 2nd and 3rd overall female runners.

Annalise came through a few minutes later and we met up with John. We walked around, grabbing free bars and coconut water, and then sat in the grass to enjoy our complimentary plates of pancakes and hot coffee. The finish line expo for this race is quite large and festive!

LOL moment: I found a picture from the 2016 Cheseboro Half Marathon… I guess this is my go-to Great Race ensemble.

Los Angeles Marathon Race Recap

Back on my Feet, a charity organization with whom I used to be part of, sent an email out about $100 entries to the Los Angeles Marathon. The email was sent out on Wednesday, I completed my purchase on Thursday, and was going to return to run through the City of Angels on Sunday! I hadn’t trained specifically for this marathon, but I felt like I’d been running enough mileage to make it through the race.

Molly was running it too, so we went to the expo together on Saturday. Upon arrival at the bib pick-up tables, I learned that I hadn’t actually paid for a full marathon entry. The initial email and all correspondence emails with Back on my Feet had referenced the “Los Angeles Marathon.” There was no mention of the charity half marathon relay (two people raise money and run half of the race – stadium to Hollywood, Hollywood to the sea), but that’s what I was registered for. I’d paid $100 (versus the current price of $220 for the full marathon), so a part of me felt like I had no right to complain. However, I had no desire to drive back to Los Angeles, navigate the logistical difficulties of getting to and from the race, just to run 13.1 miles. I spoke with a race representative and left with a full marathon entry. With that being said, I am grateful to have had the opportunity to purchase an entry from Back on my Feet and save $120. Thank you also the race representative who helped me work it out.

After taking a giant breath of relief, I walked around the expo with Molly and then went home to pack and rest before my 6th Los Angeles Marathon.

Molly and I drove to Joe’s place in Culver City and he kindly transported us to Dodger Stadium. The standard pre-race activities took place: make sure we have what we need for the race, leave our bags at gear check, visit the porta-potties, and then head to the start line corrals. Being a larger race (25,000 runners), there are A-D sub-seeded corrals and then an open one. Not only would I start in the open corral, having registered 5 days prior, but I started in the very back. The race officially started at 6:55am, but I didn’t cross the start line mat until 7:09am. The first 6 miles were spent negotiating choke points and taking to the sidewalks to circumnavigate the crowd. I nearly stopped 3-4 times because I was stuck behind walls of people It was 100% my own fault and I learned a lesson: register early and get into a sub-seeded corral!

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It thinned out after about mile 6, but I still felt like I spent 26.2 miles passing runners and pace groups. I finally found a rhythm after mile 10 and just cruised along, enjoying the course and reminiscing about past Los Angeles Marathon running experiences. I was excited to see Cristina and Ellen on the course at mile 17 and before I knew it, there they were! Around mile 20, I felt into step with a male runner and we chit chatted. He was running faster than I want to at that point, so we parted ways and I continued to enjoy running through the different cities. The race runs through 8 cities – Los Angeles, Echo Park, Silverlake, Los Feliz, Hollywood, West Hollywood, Westwood, and Santa Monica (finish). It also passes a number of L.A. landmarks – Dodger Stadium (start), Disney Concert Hall, Thai Town, Hollywood Walk of Fame, Grauman’s Chinese Theater, Sunset Strip, and Rodeo Drive. I love this course because it’s interesting, diverse, and lively.

In 2016, the race organizers were forced to re-route runners around the federally-operated Veterans Affairs campus at mile 21 instead of through it. It was a notoriously difficult section of the course due to 1) lack of spectator support or fanfare, 2) a sharp ascent. I hadn’t run it since the change, so I was curious about it. While it wasn’t as quiet, it did feature a longer, but more gradual, climb. Michael, from the South Bay Running Club and USA Marathon Training, ran alongside me for a few feet and let me know that I’d get to cruise into Santa Monica after the uphill.  The finish line crept closer and I still felt great, so I slowly picked up the pace.

I actually felt really good and ended up knocking out 6:45 minute/miles for the final 5K. I blasted down Ocean Boulevard with a giant smile on my face and finished in 3:15. I was elated to have run such a solid time while treating it as a long run effort. After walking half-a-mile in the wrong direction, I finally re-united with Joe and Molly in the beer garden. Not only had Molly run a 4+ minute personal record, but she had inched so much closer to a BQ. I’m confident that she’ll earn her Boston qualifier very soon!

We hung out in the beer garden for a few hours, running into Gil, Alan, Hannah, and Adrian. I’ve written about this a few times now, but it never ceases to amaze me how interconnected the running community is. I’ve met so many great people through running and at races – it so fun to catch up after a race, endorphin-filled and relaxed! Post-beer’ing, we made our way to Rush Street and shared a collection of appetizers + libations: sweet potato fries, buffalo wings, caesar salad, and chilaquiles, beer and bloody marys. I returned home full, sleepy, and content.

Tustin Hangar Half Marathon Race Recap

Curious about the unique course of the Tustin Hangar Half Marathon, I decided to run the 2nd edition of this race. “Seventeen stories high, over 1,000 feet long and 300 feet wide, the hangars were, and still are, two of the largest wooden structures ever built. Designing and building the two structures in 1942, during wartime, on a hyper-accelerated schedule and with a nearly all-wood design, is what earned the hangars their 1993 listing by the American Society of Civil Engineers as one of the “Historic Civil Engineering Landmarks” of the 20th Century.” I’d never run a race in the city of Tustin and was curious about these hangars… as well as where my fitness was at!

John decided to tack another 5K onto our weekend of racing, and came along with me to packet pickup at the Tustin Marketplace. It was a gloomy, rainy day, so we treated ourselves to Portola Coffee Lab on the way out.

I didn’t sleep very well the night before, and race morning started too early. We arrived, parked, dawdled, visited the bathroom, and then I met up with Cristina and Ellen for a 2 mile warm up. The on-and-off rain had persisted into Sunday, and I hoped that it would let up by the time we started. After the warm up, a shirt change, and one last bathroom stop, I had to book it to the start line. I met C & E, the National Anthem was sung, and then we were off!

A lady pack +1 formed within the first mile and we all ran through the hangar together. It was very large, dark, and eerily quiet with the occasional “woohoo”s and “wow”s echoing throughout. The 4 of us pictured coming outside of the hangar exchanged a few words before gaps formed. I focused on settling into a comfortably hard pace, but couldn’t quite find that sweet spot. While I felt decent enough the day before at the Saints Run 5K, I’d been feeling stale-legged in general.

Mile 2-4 run were uneventful and peaceful, taking us straight along Tustin Ranch Road. I never found myself completely alone on the course, but it was definitely a smaller race. I somewhat settled into the pace as we twisted and turned through a quiet auto center (miles 4-5).  Whilst briefly chatting during the first mile, the eventual female winner had warned C and I about the abundance of turns on the course. She was right!

I enjoyed running through quaint Old Town Tustin (miles 7-8) as I’d never been there before. I saw Ellen again after a u-turn at mile 8 and she looked great! Right after passing the mile 10 marker, we were back on Tustin Ranch Road and took it all the way back toward the Marketplace. I didn’t know what pace I was running or what my elapsed time was at any point, but felt generally meh/okay for the entire race. I still feel like I’ve lost that higher gear that I had for the Holiday Half Marathon. The course was well-delineated as the two courses (half marathon and 5K) merged toward the finish, and I absorbed the words of encouragement from the other side. One last turn right after the mile 13 marker took me to the finish line.

Cristina, Ellen and I re-united and compared race stories during a 3 mile cool down. By the time I hit 18 miles, I felt depleted and famished. The giant, shiny Whole Foods storefront beckoned and John and I hit the hot bar hard. Kombucha + vegan chilaquiles taste 10x better after a good run. We hit the Portola Coffee Lab one last time before heading back.

I’ll be honest… I was slightly disappointed with my finish time. While a 1:27:53 is a very respectable time and not slow by any means, I don’t feel like my effort matched the pace. However, my mile splits were even and I didn’t fly and die, so that’s good. Plan: throw speedwork back into the mix!

Saints Run 5K Race Recap

I had low expectations for this 5K having completed no speedwork since December? January? I can’t event remember. Actually, I ran my “rust buster” workout a few days out, but that was more for mental preparation to run “fast” on Saturday. Additionally, I had a week of low mileage about 2 weeks prior to the race. A down week + the lack of speed work = low expectations.

I convinced John to run the 5K too and we arrived to register around 7:00am. With an 8:00am race start, I had plenty of time to sign up, visit the bathrooms, and dawdle before I went out for a 2.5-mile warm up. After one last bathroom stop, I jogged to the start line area and and chatted with Kathleen, who was running the 5K as a tempo in the middle of a long run. I also ran into my friend and podiatrist, Dr. Graves, who’d won the race outright last year.

I started a few steps behind Dr. Graves and watched a male runner slip and fall within the first quarter mile. The first mile was challenging as we navigated tight turns and slippery sidewalks. It had been raining on and off in the days prior and rained lightly before the race. I passed Dr. Graves and another male runner within the first mile and found myself in 2nd place overall. There weren’t mile markers and I didn’t look at my watch, so I didn’t know what pace I was running or what mile I was at. I focused on running fast and strong, but at an effort that I could sustain for 3.1 miles.

After the turnaround on the beach path, I was 90% sure that we re-traced our steps back to the lighthouse, but came to an un-marked intersection. I paused and looked for a volunteer or some sort of course marking, quickly deciding to go back the way that I’d come. As soon as I came upon a race volunteer, I inquired about whether I was going the right way and they re-assured me that I was. For some reason, it felt too early to head back and I worried that I’d accidentally cut the course. After asking another set of volunteers on the course, I accepted that I was going the right way (phew!). I hoped that this wouldn’t be another 2.9 mile 5K like the Aloha Run!

The return trip was rough and I couldn’t bring it in as hard as I would’ve liked. We were back on the slippery sidewalk of Shoreline Village and I was navigated large groups of walkers coming toward me. Many of them weren’t paying attention and I had to yell “coming through” or “on your left” often. I checked my watch as I approached the lighthouse and saw that the course would actually be long. There was one last hairpin turn before the finish line, at which I glanced at my watch and saw 3.1 miles in 19:00 flat. The course ended up being 3.15 miles and I clocked a 19:16 official time. My splits were even and I’d run faster than expected sans speed work, so I was happy with the effort!

I ran the first mile of my cool down with Dr. Graves and we chatted about the race. He was battling a bad cold and had only decided that morning to actually run it. After we parted ways, I ran to the port via the Queensway Bridge for the rest of my cool down miles. I love running over that bridge because it’s part of the JetBlue Long Beach Marathon course. Upon returning to the festival area, I spoke with Andy who had handled course operations, and suggested some cones or some sort of delineation for the last mile. Other than that, I thought it was a well organized event.