Hi! Hope you’re weekend is treating you well.
You’re going to have to deal with a little reminiscing before I get to today’s race. Hope you don’t mind.
I’ve ran the La Jolla Half Marathon at least four times. I don’t exactly remember, but you only have to hear about the most recent three.
Two years ago (April 2010) I ran the same race with the boys being almost four months old.
Things were a little different. I even had to do a little breastfeeding in the car right before the race.
I finished though with a pretty decent time four months post partum.
2010 Results: Finish: 1:52:55 Pace: 8:37
Women: 282 out of 3156
F 30-34: 64 out of 638
Mom even made me some cool signs and I think this was the first race ever Andrew came to (probably for the free breakfast while I ran).
Last year I ran it again and actually mentioned it a little bit in my second ever blog post here.
Once again everyone got to enjoy a fun little breakfast while I raced.
2011 Results: Finish: 1:43:21 Pace: 7:53
Women: 58 out of 3205
F 30-34: 13 out of 648
I went for a different racing outfit (thank goodness), got a new PR and finally got my darn name on the leaderboard.
You see it on there? Number 7? Yippee!
Here’s how it got there.
Let’s start with last night’s dinner. Roasted broccoli slaw with some tempeh and whole wheat pasta topped with marinara and just a little crushed red pepper. Probably not the best idea, but I love my spice.
This morning I was up bright and early to take care of a few things (like multiple trips to the bathroom and taking unflattering pictures of myself in pajamas).
I was sure to make time to put my extra set of padded Handful sports bra inserts in my racing shirt.
Priorities. I’m just going to say that those extra $10 for these were very well spent.
Originally I wasn’t going to talk food at all since my last post was all about it, but I just can’t help myself and I’ve already ruined it anyway by showing you last night’s dinner.
I changed up my usual pre-race sandwich (banana and peanut butter) this morning and combined it with the sweet treat breakfast sandwich.
Here’s what it was:
My favorite bread, a little peanut butter, a little sugar free jam, 1/3 of a banana and 1/4 cup egg substitute (mixed with a Splenda packet, cinnamon and a splash of vanilla and cooked in the microwave).
All pressed together and slightly toasted in my sandwich maker
with a little help of course.
Since Grandma D and Papap were here to help load the boys, I took advantage by taking another picture of myself
and of the middle of the deliciousness I had just created before 6 am.
The car ride was pretty exciting as usual.
Don’t they look excited? STUFT Daddy lucked out this time and couldn’t come with us because of something called “work”. I think he was pretty upset.
We got there with 30 minutes to spare. That might be a record for us.
Here was my racing outfit.
(Photo taken in the Denny’s parking lot- our drop off spot where I can actually use a clean bathroom.)
Lululemon shirt and shorts
Handful padded inserts (inside shirt)
cheapo sunglasses from who knows where
After the picture taking, some quick diaper changes and use of the Denny’s bathroom, I pushed my way up to the front of the pack at the start line.
Hmmm. I guess my phone doesn’t photograph very well when in my classy ziploc cover. Oops.
The race was good. Luckily it stayed overcast the entire time. It was a hilly course, but the downhill parts came at all the right times. For the first time I used my iPhone for the half marathon, specifically because I wanted to use the Nike+ application where they tell you your distance and pace per mile. Loved it.
I also intended on taking picture along the way, but I just can’t make it happen. I don’t have the skill. I hate holding things and can barely get my hands to cooperate for my GU gel around mile 8.
Mile 12 (and the stinking hill the last mile) snuck up on me. Before I knew it though I was done.
Why yes, that was me asking a stranger to take my picture because my family was no where to be seen.
After stocking up on as many freebies as I could hold (unfortunately there weren’t many at this race)
and asking quite a few people if they saw “a couple with a big obnoxious yellow stroller and twins”, I finally called Mom to see where they were.
I found them and forced Mom to put her great photography skills to work.
Ha. Love ya Mom.
They missed my finish (and all parts of my race actually) because they were off eating breakfast and looking at the sea lions by the water. I guess that’s way more exciting anyway.
A new PR of 1:34:09 and I finally made it to the top five in my age group.
“Who cares. Breakfast and the sea lions were much more fun Mom. Plus your glasses are crooked.”
When we got home life was all about some of Coach’s STUFT Hooligans. I made them green and substituted half of the pancake mix with 2 tablespoons of coconut flour. Then topped them with some butter spray and sugar free syrup (goodness knows I’ve got a lot).
I also got some electrolytes with some expired Ultima.
I think it expired 12/11. Should be fine still right?
I won’t bore you with my other food courses throughout the day (there were about 2 more and I’m about to have another one), but I will give you a little inspiration talk.
I used to not be a runner. I hated it. It hurt. It was boring.
However, I always wanted to be that girl that ran all the time and liked it. I stuck it out long enough that at some point I started to love it. Somewhere along the way I also got the racing bug. I was slow when I started racing. But, after doing a couple triathlons here and there I did my first half marathon in 2006.
Once I started racing and realized what a little training and commitment could do, I was sold.
I’m not sure why. I’ve never been really great at anything (except for eating). I’m a pretty average athlete who has always had to work hard at sports. But, running is different.
It’s my therapy, it’s my inspiration to keep going, it my reason to keep pushing myself to see just how much I can accomplish and sometimes I like to pretend it’s my job (that would be my ultimate dream).
As my time has gotten a little faster over the years, I’ve been telling STUFT Daddy that I want to place in the top 3 someday in my age group and get a prize. His response is the same every time:
“You just need to work a little harder I guess.”
(It’s said with a sarcastic tone, but it’s always the same. Well, that or “You just need to go a little faster next time.”)
Love that guy.
Today was a milestone for me to make it on the leaderboard and to place on the top 5 in my group. No official top three or anything yet, but darn it, I’m going to keep trying.
Maybe my race next weekend will be the one.
Ha ha ha!
I am a true believer that you can do anything you put your heart and mind into (just like Ronald Miller said here).
Is there something you’ve always wanted to achieve? I’m curious.
Okay, I’m off to spend the evening with my men (and some wine and chocolate).
Don’t forget to enter my Coach’s Oats Pancake Mix Giveaway. This stuff is amazing!!!!