Well.. it's finally here on gone. It was a ok day. Not amazing. I really struggled on the last 5 miles and lost 3 places and a good 2+ min's. I really thought coming into this race I was ready for a little more. Mileage, workouts and even the half a month ago made me think a PR was gonna happen. But the stars didn't totally line up. That's racing. I'm happy I put it on the line. Worked hard. And got my main two goals. Best my #20 bib number in place, and go sub 2:30. I did really want to be in the top 10 but didn't know if it would happen today because of the deep field. But I some how hung on by a few seconds and grabbed that 10th spot. That was good.
Had the worst per race day ever on Friday. We not only had to put the baby in the hospital for dehydration and not eating. But she seemed worse and needed more tests. It ened up being serious because after I finished the race she had gotten a cat scan and found fluid on the brain, with a crack on the back of her skull... and maybe an older crack on the fornt. Plus she had a seizure this morning.... so she had to be life flighted to SLC and that's where we are now. Plus right before bed last night I found out a fellow STG cycling buddy had died from a scuba accident and they found his body yesterday. So in a small way I wasn't mentally "in" this race. Decided to do it and make the best of what I could.
half in 1:13:02- Felt totally in control through the fisrts half. In fact through 20. Never felt like I was overworking and even though at the half that I'd for sure be able to negative split by 2-3 min's on equal effort. But I hit the wall worse than I've ever done before and it was a suffer fest from 21ish or so in.
some key things. the race started like 20 min's late... that has never happened in all my 9 prior races here. A pretty big deal for me because I'd taken my caffine boost 45 min's before the planned 6:40 start. And I just stood there getting cold in the lay-over-time. I also had a pretty good fever. Baby Kaylor had one for the last 4 days and I picked it up Thursday night along with some body aches. Not a bid deal... but a deal. I don't know. It's so hard for me to have a race without some kind of * by it. I just needed and wanted ONE more clean, honset, test to race my brains out and see what I can really do. And I don't think today was ALL of that. And I don't know if I wanna keep trying either. SothatallSUCKS.
But I'm not bummed. Under the circumstances of the day. I did my best and that's all I could have asked of myself. For now I'm gonna have some down time to rethink what I want to do with running.
And hope for the some good news for baby KK.
It was 57 F when I left the house at 4:40 a.m to head over to the busses.
146 lbs when I got home. After yogurt, ice cream powerade, water and coke at the finish... and many many trips to the porta potty:(