The Leadville Heavy Half

A few months ago, while hanging out with my folks, I was provoked to sign up for arguably the hardest half marathon around.  The provoker (my father) will deny any accusations of such provocation, but let me tell you, he knows just how to push my “non-competitive” buttons.IMG_9679

This past Saturday was the day.

Months of training behind me and only the mountain in front me.IMG_9710

To say it was difficult is an understatement, and to be honest, I almost didn’t finish.  At about 12,000 feet and change I started to feel absolutely awful.  My options were to either pass out or puke, and if I hadn’t puked, I wouldn’t have made it to the top.  To spare the gory details, after “examining the grass” I got a surge of adrenaline which propelled me further up the mountain but waned before I made it all the way up.  However, it was just enough to seal my finisher’s fate.IMG_9724

I didn’t finish with the best time (4:54:38) but I did conquer that mountain and finished strong.

this picture is courtesy of my fatha – post-run cards are important!

I’m so grateful that my Dad, the original cause of this insanity, ran with me – without him I don’t know that I could’ve done it!IMG_9728

And I’m already plotting next year’s return – it surprises me that this experience didn’t turn me off from running altogether, but with those views, how can you say no?IMG_9689

First Half Marathon Recap

I ran my very first half marathon on Saturday, the Denver Rock n Roll Half Marathon, it was tough, but I feel good for having accomplished it!

Because the organizers set groups off in waves (with 15,000 people, how can you do it any other way?) and I had estimate a longer time for myself (which I met) I was in the next-to-last corral to start the race.  The waiting was probably one of the worst parts for me since I usually just “get up and go” when I run around my neighborhood.

Thanks to my buddy for having a phone to take this picture after the race!

During the race, my only real “issues” were dodging so many folks on the road, listening to all of their conversations and around mile 10 my gut cramped up (probably from drinking the Gatorade at the last station too fast so I could keep moving).  Other than that, I had the normal aches and pains in my knees and feet but I feel that, even though my average pace was slower than intended, I finished strong.

Comments on the Rock N Roll Race:

  • there were fewer bands than I imagined there would be (cowbells don’t count as “live music”)
  • the Expo was pleasant, I went Thursday afternoon so it was less crowded which was kind of nice
  • volunteers, and especially the Police men and women keeping us safe from getting run over, should have a smile on (like they actually want to keep us safe)
  • I love that the chip on my shoe didn’t have to be returned after the race, one less thing to worry about
  • all of the folks at the finish line were nice, smiley, helpful and made me feel like I accomplished something 😀

What I will do differently next time:

  • train more
  • bring my own music
  • have my cell phone handy in my own pack or my checked bag for post-race-finding-of-folks

FO Friday: I broke double digits!

Now, I know the title of this post seems to have nothing to do with knitting and that you’re probably confused.

Truth? This post has very little to do with knitting except that knitting is like running in that every little bit counts.

As some of you know, I’ve been training for my first half marathon, the Denver Rock n Roll Half Marathonthat’s happening next Saturday, September 22.  I’ve been struggling with training for this race for a few reasons.  Mentally, I want to do it, I want to cross that finish line and I know my muscles can handle it. Physically, thus far in the training process, I’ve been dealing with a *ton* of knee pain in my left knee, the joint pain stops me long before my muscles are tired.

shoes + tapes + foam roller = holly can run!

I’m not going to bore you with the details, but I’m working with a Physical Therapist on fixing the pain and yesterday was my long run for the week.  Not only was I able to complete more than 10 miles, I did it with what I think most runners would consider “normal” amounts of pain!

superfeet make for super knees

I’m so stoked and much MUCH more confident in my abilities to cross that finish line next week.  Where I was feeling like throwing in the towel and giving up last week, now I feel like I can do anything (that involves my sneakers hitting the ground)!

What accomplishments have you achieved lately?