So while my training / cross-training isn’t quite where I’d want it to be, I’ve actually done more than normal the past couple of weeks. It gave me a little bit of optimism going into the weekend. Of course that was before I worked longer than expected on Saturday and then couldn’t fall asleep.
Which meant when my alarm went off Sunday morning, I really wanted to hit snooze. But I didn’t. Instead I turned off my alarm, and somehow forgot to actually get out of bed. Oops! It ended up only being 10 minutes, but I felt like was behind before I even got started.
Finally I was on the road and parked. It was 6:25ish at this point and I heard the announcer saying they were closing the corrals at 6:40.
I hurried to gear check and the bathroom. Of course the gear check was completely in the opposite direction. I barely made it to the corral.
And then we were off! We headed out of downtown through Soulard and the Anheuser Busch plant before turning back towards downtown and (dun dun dun) Holy Hill.
Miles 6 – 8 are known as Holy Hill, otherwise known as the race within a race. It’s basically one long uphill (with a little bit of downhill or flat at a crest before climbing again). I debated walking most of Holy Hill, but instead decided to flip my intervals and run 1 minute, walk 2 minutes, which definitely helped keep me moving.
The best part about Holy Hill was when we got to the top, the race was more than half over!
My name was on my bib and I loved hearing all the “Go Emily” an even a “Go Em” here and there. But by far my favorite was the volunteer who told me I looked gorgeous. Aw, you are making me blush!
It was probably around Mile 10 at this point and my familiar IT band / hip pain was making itself known. I thought about taking a long walk break, but instead decided to flip intervals again, but eventually brought the interval back to 1:30 / 1:30.
The Arch finally came into view, way off into the distance. And it kept getting closer and closer.
Seriously, what is this with races ending on a hill? This one didn’t quite end on a hill, but there was a hill leading up to the flat where it ended. I mustered up my finish line kick, which wasn’t much of a kick, and got across the finish line!! Done!!
And my time? Why 2:53.21! After the last few have been 3 hours, I’ll take this one!! Maybe with some consistent training I’ll be back on track for my secret goal of 2:45!!
But the best part? Ice cream sandwiches from Ted Drewes at the finish line!! Yum!!