I Ran a Freakin’ Half Marathon Yesterday

The title of my post says it all: yesterday, I ran a freakin’ half marathon…13.1 freakin’ miles… Who does that!? I did that!

After an evening of covering a reining event, I drove the hour to Louisville to crash at a hotel with friends and tried my darndest to go to sleep at a decent hour.

The start line was a long ways away...

Race morning arrived and we all got ready to head to downtown Louisville. I was pumped–ready to tackle this beast I’ve been training so hard to conquer. The drive was short and the walk to the start line was chilly and breezy. It was easier navigating our way through downtown and to the parking garage than it was to navigate our way to the opening of the corrals. It was crazy packed–18,000 runners were registered for the marathon and mini-marathon. So it took us a while to get to where we could line up. I wasn’t able to really warm-up with a jog, so I did some jumping jacks and butt kicks with high knees and some light stretching. My hamstring and heel felt great, but it still was in the back of my mind throughout the race.They brought in the bugler from Churchill Downs to blow the “Call to Post” for the runners, which was pretty awesome (it was the Kentucky Derby Festival Marathon/Mini-Marathon, after all). The starting gun fired and…we waited. Finally, 15 minutes after the race started, we finally crossed the start line and I waved bye to my friends and told them I’d meet them at the reuniting area. I set out on my own and knew I wanted to keep my pace at a 10 minute mile, and I was doing my best to stay as consistent with that as possible.

The first part of the race was effortless. I ran the first 10K straight through, enjoying the scene and sounds from around Louisville–everyone had come out to cheer on the runners, play music, show signs, etc. Some of my favorite signs were: “You’ve trained longer than Kim Kardashian’s wedding” “If you’re still running, I’m still drinking, so keep running!” “Toenails are overrated”

After around mile 4, I started to feel a twinge from my old friend–my IT band. It really concerned me that I was already feeling it because usually I don’t feel it until towards the end of my long training runs, not four miles into a run. So I told myself I would not walk until after 6 miles. I pushed it until about mile 7, when I finally gave in and stopped to stretch out my legs and hips. Then I continued on because the part of the race was looking forward to the most was coming up–running through Churchill Downs–and I didn’t want to walk in there!

Running into the tunnel to go under the famed Thoroughbred racetrack was awesome–I’ve been to Churchill many times for work and play, but this feeling was different for some reason. I loved running into the tunnel as a pair of horses streaked passed on the track–way cool feeling!

After Churchill, I had to stop again to stretch my leg. By this time I was getting frustrated–I felt great everywhere (mentally, cardio-wise, etc.) except for my darned IT band! I would end up having to stop every 1.5 miles the rest of the race to stretch and walk it out. I was so frustrated with my body–if it wasn’t my heel or my hamstring, it was my IT band.

I didn’t pop any music in until about mile 10 or 11 (I can’t remember now) because I wanted to take in all the sights and sounds of the mini marathon, and I wanted to be aware of my surroundings with other runners. However, at that point I was so frustrated and needed more motivation, I needed my music.

As we got closer, I was telling myself this was what I had been working so hard for the past few months. I deserved to finish proudly, to run strong and be proud of my race. I wasn’t going to finish in 2:10 like I wanted earlier this year, but I could finish before 2:30. We hit the 12 mile marker, and I started clapping. After 12.1, I told myself I could do this–you can do anything for 10 minutes, and it was just 10 minutes until I cross the finish line and got that medal.

Mile 13 came and went, and we rounded a corner to where I saw the Finish Line. A wave of emotions went through my body and I almost started to cry, but I stopped myself because I wanted to push it. Somehow my body just took over and started sprinting to the finish–at one point I looked down at my Garmin and I was doing a 7 minute mile pace!

I crossed the finish line and felt a wave of emotions again, this time pride was the main emotion. I continued on to receive my medal, which felt great, then walked on to find some water. The ending wasn’t the most organized–the lines were long, there was no water to be found, just blue Powerade (not a fan, too sweet for me), but plenty of bananas, bagels, and SunChips. I wasn’t hungry, I wasn’t necessarily thirsty, I just wanted to stretch out my entire body. My IT band was killing me and I was having muscle spasms between my shoulder blades.

Joy (who finished her second half marathon), awesome mom/nursing student Michelle (first half, how she juggled training and everything else in life amazes me), and me with our medals!

I found a quiet spot, after collecting food and a bag to stow it all away, and stretched my body in the sunlight. After a while, my friends started showing up and we were reunited, sharing stories from our runs, all while still wearing our awesome medals and just feeling ultimate pride in our accomplishments.Here’s the breakdown of my half marathon:
Mile 1: 10:09
Mile 2: 10:12
Mile 3: 10:07
Mile 4: 10:15
Mile 5: 9:59
Mile 6: 10:09
Mile 7: 10:31 (first stop to stretch)
Mile 8: 10:29
Mile 9: 10:48 (more stretching)
Mile 10: 11:17 (slower pace and more stretching)
Mile 11: 11:17
Mile 12: 11:01 (slow pace, but still ran)
Mile 13: 9:51 (I just wanted to get to the end)
0.20 Nubbin: 1:50
Total: 2:18:00 for 13.2 miles
(Official race time: 2:17:58 for 13.1 miles)

We took some time to chill before heading back to Lexington, where I immersed myself in a nice long, hot shower and then rellaxed the rest of the day on the couch with “Mad Men” on Netflix and Powerade Zero. All while still wearing my medal (though I did take it off to go to dinner with M).

My proud accomplishment.

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Less Than 24 Hours to Go: Ky Derby Half Marathon Thoughts

So here we are, less than 24 hours to go until I run the race of my life–my first half marathon. I’ll be running 13.1 miles around downtown Louisville, through Churchill Downs, and along the historic buildings. I’ll be running with 17,999 other runners, some who might have already run 20 other half marathons or full marathons, and some who this might be their first race as well (like my friend Michelle).

Yesterday afternoon I drove the hour to Louisville to get my race packet–I wanted to have one less thing I had to do today, and didn’t want to do a whole lot of driving when I already know I have a lot on my plate tonight. The BB&T Running Wild Race Expo was well run, I thought (though this was my first race expo), and had quite a few different vendors (but not a whole lot), but it was a little too cramped for my taste. So I walked around to look at some things, see if there was anything I couldn’t live without (there wasn’t), and purchased some new energy stuff (two more packets of Jelly Belly’s SportBeans, and trying a new energy gel–Cliff Shots, which the salesman said was better for those with sensitive stomachs). Don’t worry, I’m not going to try the Cliff Shots during the race, I know that trying something new or different so close to a race is a bad idea. That’s why I bought two more packets of the SportBeans, which I like.

I took today off from work because I had a lot I needed to get done and wanted to be able to relax and rest up for tomorrow. Unfortunately, I can’t participate in any big spaghetti dinners or go to bed early early tonight, because I have to cover an event for a magazine later tonight, then drive the one hour to Louisville to crash at the hotel with my friends who are running in the race. I had assumed we got a room closer to the start, but it’s actually just over the river from Louisville. So I’m hoping we’ll be able to easily drive to the race start in the morning without too much drama or nerves.

So my thoughts before the race? Take deep breaths. Keep drinking water today. Eat just a little bit before the race. Warm up, stretch well. Get in line. Take more deep breaths. Start slow–you can always speed up towards the end of the race. Drink water. Keep your head up. Positive thoughts. RUN YOUR RACE.

The forecast is calling for 30-40% chances for storms in the morning of the race–no bueno! But I purchased a cheap rain poncho at the Dollar Tree that I’ll wear to the start of the race, then discard it as the race begins (sorry, I’m a pansy when it comes to running in the rain).

My hamstring is feeling better, but my confidence has been rocked due to the lack of training and working out that I’ve done this week because of the hamstring soreness and my schedule. So I’m just going to try to take it easy (on the pace and on myself) and try to just enjoy the experience. I might have to walk, but I’m going to do the best that I can to not walk too long.

My goal was to finish the race in about 2:10, but I don’t know if that’ll happen, so I’m going to aim for 2:30. I’m going to be alright with that. I want to finish the race, accept my medal, and bask in the accomplishment of running in my first half marathon.

Half Marathon Taper Week–Not What I Expected

So this week has been my “tapering” week for my half marathon (countdown is down to less than two days now). Originally I had planned to continue waking up early in the morning for some yoga throughout the week, and one 4-mile morning run on Tuesday. However, with volleyball starting up, Monday and Tuesday nights saw me out until midnight, and not able to fall asleep until closer to one, so five in the morning would have come way too early.

But also bring in a little bit more difficulty with, yet another, injury (possible pulled hamstring, but never diagnosed), and you’ve got a case for tapering craziness.

I’ve done nothing athletically all week long, besides walking my dogs 0.75 miles every day on my lunch break. Instead, I’ve been foam rolling and icing my hamstring, willing it to heal quickly just to get me through 13.1 miles on Saturday. With the concern of my sore hamstring (which is slowly feeling better, thankfully), is the thought “Did I do enough training for this half marathon?”

I was doing great, until the end of March when I had to travel to Reno for a week and then I had to recover from my heel injury (which isn’t an issue any more, thank goodness!) for another week or two. Then I came back rearing to go and ran 11.25 miles after a couple shorter runs, and then ran like normal last week: three runs throughout the week totaling a little more than 12 miles, then my 12.25 mile run on Saturday. I felt great in that 12 mile run–better than I thought I would. So I should feel a little confident to tackle 13.1 miles Saturday, right?

I need some encouragement to stop the negative thoughts in my head. I know running long distances is just as much mental as it is physical, and while I was feeling strong in both departments, I’m now feeling pretty weak on both sides.

Meanwhile, I’m amping up my water and PoweradeZero intake today (after being woken up with leg cramps the past couple of nights) and will do some carb-loading tomorrow. I hope to hit up the Kentucky Derby Festival Marathon Expo this afternoon so I have my stuff now, but time might deter me from that.

Wedding Planning Update: We Will Have Music!

After a relaxing Sunday (still recovering from my 12 mile run on Saturday), M and I met with a potential DJ for our wedding at a nearby Starbucks. I went into the meeting unsure of what to expect. I knew the guy had a lot of experience (he’s a radio DJ and has more than 25 years of experience DJing weddings), but I was worried about his price.

We’re working with a very limited budget and relying on a lot of help when it comes to DIY projects and such to make-up for what we can’t afford to hire out. But I know a DJ is one place where we didn’t want to have to worry about skimping on because we know that a DJ can make or break a wedding reception. And since I don’t have anyone acting as a wedding coordinator or bridal consultant, I would rather have someone who knows how things are supposed to run to alleviate my stress the day-of (let’s face it…I’ll still be stressed until the whole darn thing is over).

The meeting went very well–he seemed really at ease with us and M really liked him. The guy was funny and said he was very flexible with genres of music, etc. He could even help us out during the reception with music, which was another big concern of mine. Plus, he was willing to bring down his price to work with us–SOLD! We shook hands and are expecting the contract in the mail soon.

We had a goal of hiring a DJ by the end of April and we made that deadline by one week–good for us! So that’s one more thing to cross off of our to-do list, which helps me relax a little more going into this crazy week I have. (More on that later.)

Now it’s time to focus on the “little things”: wedding invites, settling on the bridesmaid dresses (got to get my sister to a David’s Bridal to try on the girls’ choice!), choosing the men’s outfits (M believes he should be able to wear jeans and a shirt….nope! Sorry buddy!), and the music homework Mike gave us (decide what songs we’d like played for certain things, list favorite genres and perhaps specific songs we want played during the reception, etc.). This kind-of stuff can hopefully be squeezed in a little bit at a time here and there, as my (jam-packed) schedule allows it. And M’s been kicked into high gear to plan our honeymoon, so I hopefully won’t have to worry about that for very much longer.

So…I think we’re doing alright…right?

Last Long Training Run – 12 Miles

Saturday started off not the most promising when it comes to running weather. I had one last long training run to do before my first half marathon, and it was meant to be 12 miles. However, I woke up to very cold temperatures and rain–not the combination you prefer when you are about to run the longest distance of your life, so far. So I waited out the heavy rain, and thought about postponing my run until Sunday.

But then I got to thinking, what if the weather next week is the same as this week? I can’t just say, “Nope, I’ll wait until it’s a little warmer and drier, thanks.” Race organizers don’t refund or postpone because it’s a little chilly and wet. So I pulled out my winter running pants (will I ever be able to put those away??), pumped myself up, and set out to conquer the chill and 12 solo miles.

The run started out smooth, until I started along part of the route that had me running on a narrow, winding road along Thoroughbred farms that means traffic from either side and dodging cars. The extra kicker was trying to avoid the geese that were along the road, and hoping that I wasn’t running by their nests (which would mean the geese chasing me off–been there, done that, don’t want to do it again). Luckily, the geese seemed to not care about me. The yearlings, though, seemed entertained by watching this crazy girl struggle up and down the monstrous hills.

I was running these 12 miles by myself, but it surprisingly went well and I didn’t have any doubts that I could handle it on my own. Which is vastly different from my horrible solo 8 mile run a while ago. Which I think means I’m becoming more of a mature runner?

My splits:
Mile 1: 9:15
Mile 2: 9:24
Mile 3: 9:30
Mile 4: 9:31 (the “goose mile”)
Mile 5: 9:47 (the start of the hills)
Mile 6: 10:49 (walk to recover from the “goose mile” and first hill, then the monster hill)
Mile 7: 10:44 (made it up monster hill, walk to recover)
Mile 8: 9:57 (that’s more like it)
Mile 9: 10:50 (allowed myself another short walk somewhere in this mile)
Mile 10: 9:45
Mile 11: 10:13 (no walking here)
Mile 12: 9:46 (“sprinting” to the finish)
0.27 Nubbin: 2:39
Total: 12.27 miles in 2:02:15 (average 9:58)

I was hoping to try to push to at least 12.5 miles to get closer to 13, but that didn’t happen. Oh well. I’m happy with my run. I finished strong, which was what I wanted. I’ll accomplish that 13 mile run (plus 0.10 nubbin) next week, and this time, when I finish, I’ll have a cool medal around my neck to celebrate.

This week will be spent tapering. I plan to do one run in the morning, maybe Tuesday, of about 4 miles or so, and a few yoga workouts and some upper body and core workouts sprinkled in. I’m going to do my best to eat cleaner and hydrate more.

The one negative to my taper week is that I start my second job this week, which is reffing sand volleyball games at a local bar after work, so sleep will be at a premium. I have the day before the race off from work, but have to cover an event that night. So I hope I can make up the lack of sleep I’ll have that night throughout the week.

More on my thoughts leading into the race later this week…

How’d your weekend running go?

Five Years Ago…

Taken from our last horse show together in May 2006, before I moved to Oklahoma and had to leave him behind with my parents.

Five years ago my world changed dramatically. After living a year in Oklahoma City getting started in my career in equine journalism, I was ready for a change to be a little closer to my family. So I accepted a job in Lexington and moved to another “Horse Capital” and was ready to start my life over.

My plan had been to move one of my horses down to Lexington so I could have him with me (I had spent more than a year without my horses–a year way too long). But, unfortunately, life took a cruel turn and after only two days of me on my new job, I got the call at work from my mom–Nino had colicked. Most of the time, when a horse colics, they survive with simple procedures such as hand-walking and oil, but some times they need to have surgery to straighten out the twisted intestines. After colicking for nearly 24 hours, he was sent to Purdue University for emergency surgery.

Nino didn’t make it through the surgery. It was heartbreaking for my entire family–he was a very special horse. As a team, Nino and I had gone through so much it such a short amount of time. I broke him as a 2-year-old, with help from my sister and a family friend, and we started showing him.

There was a year of struggle, but it was also a year of growth for both he and I. The next year turned out to be the best–we won the 2004 World Championship in Novice Amateur Hunter Under Saddle at the Palomino World Championship Show. I took a chance, could only afford to enter one class, drove the 12 hours to Tulsa, and hoped for the best. It was our shining moment, and one that I still relive.

He was the kind of horse that captured your heart with his soft eyes, big jaw, and just overall gorgeous conformation and color. He had his quirks–he once fell while we were doing showmanship and acted like he broke his leg, only to quickly put it down when my sister came rushing out to check on him (he was known for tripping a lot some times)–but it was those quirks that made you love him.

Nino loved "his little girl" Laney and was such a good boy for her all the time.

After his death, it was hard for me to think about my life with horses again. I had to take a more mature look at my life and abilities to be able to support myself and a horse. Even though I live in the “Horse Capital of the World,” it’s rather expensive to keep a horse here. And when you’re used to your horses being in your back yard (minus my time in college when I boarded off and on campus for four years), it’s hard to crunch the numbers and be alright. I had to put aside my childhood dream of being a “young professional” with my horses nearby.

Now, I’m lucky if I can get up to my parents’ farm to see my horses, ride them, brush them, clean the stalls, everything some horsemen might take for granted, once a month. It pains me to think that I may never get to be back in the show ring, let alone never have my horse nearby. There are days I yearn to be able to run my fingers through a horse’s tail…my horse’s tail…just to inhale the smell of horseflesh and alfalfa.

I grew up spending my free time at the barn–my horses kept me busy and kept me sane. Now I spend my free time at the gym and training my dogs. Looking at my life right now, you wouldn’t think that I had any time for horses, but I know in my heart that I would change my life around just to get back that part of my life that I had 10 years ago.

Thanks for making it through this long, drawn out post…I tried to refrain from pouring my heart out too much–just wanted to get something off my chest.

Happy Friday!!

Happy Friday everyone! I’ve decided to start doing some shorter blog posts so I hopefully have the time to blog more, instead of always doing the long, drawn-out posts like I previously have. So why not start with a preview into my weekend?

Tomorrow I’ll be exactly 7 days away from my first half marathon, and I starting to get to the point that I’m excited, but very nervous–What will the weather be like? Will I be able to run the whole thing? How will I meet up with my friends at the end? You know, the usual concerns of any racer.

So this weekend I’m going to get in one last long training run of 12 miles. In my original training plan, I had hoped to be running 13 this weekend, but that was before my injury that required me to take some time off from training. Oh well, 12 miles is pretty good, so I’ll have to be comfortable with that!

The rest of my weekend looks like I’ll be working on a freelance article, cleaning the house, and relaxing, as it’ll be the last weekend I have to just relax in a while, and it’ll be raining.

What are your big weekend plans?

Did you notice I changed up some things on my blog? I also spent some time on my dog agility blog, so I hope you like it!

Running Nutrition and Hydration Questions

As the day of my first half marathon is getting closer and closer (11 days and counting…), I’m starting to think back to what I’ve been doing to prepare, and think about what I can be doing to better prepare in the coming days. I’ve been doing the running and the cross-training, but I need to be worrying more about the nutrition and hydration to ensure that I have the fuel to go the mileage and come out in good shape.

In past posts, you’ve probably read where I’ve talked about my “runner’s brain” and how I haven’t felt very well after a long run. I’ve been told that’s because I wasn’t hydrated enough. How much water/sports drink do I need to drink before and during my run?? Typically I’ll drink at least 8 ounces of Powerade Zero and about 8-16 ounces of water before my run, then carry a 16-ounce water bottle with me during my run and will drink at least half of it throughout my long training runs. Then I’ll drink at least another 16-ounce bottle of water immediately after my run, and yet I still feel sick.

I also have a very sensitive stomach, and, without going into graphic detail, have to be careful of what I eat the day before my runs if I want to get through the mileage without a pit stop. I don’t really know what I should be eating to fuel my long runs properly, and that worries me for my half marathon next weekend.

For energy, I’ve tried GU, but I was afraid that was part of the reason I was feeling sick, so I’ve since switched to SportBeans. I’ve only used them for one training run so far, but I didn’t see much of a difference, except maybe a little less nauseous.

So, I’m asking for all your tips and advice when it comes to proper eating and drinking for the week leading up to my half marathon and the day of my big run. PLEASE HELP!

A Great Weekend & Yummy Ending

This weekend was one that was desperately needed because it was fun and relaxing, even if it was a little busy.

Saturday, after completing my 11-mile comeback run, M and I headed up to Dayton to meet up with an Air Force buddy of his and his girlfriend to tour the United States Air Force Museum. It was a lot of fun to see all of the different planes from the different eras of the Air Force (or the United States Army Air Force, as it was called before the inception of the Air Force in 1947). I love classic cars, and I decided that the same goes for classic planes. M and his friend regailed us with different stories about their time in Japan together, which was a lot of fun to hear about M’s life before we met.

After the museum we went to a favorite restaurant of mine when we’re in the area for agility trials–Company 7 BBQ in Englewood, Ohio. This place it great, with great beer and food! M has been wanting to go there, and his friend hadn’t been there, so it was fun introducing them to a favorite place. After a few hours there, M and I had to make the 2.5 hour trek back to Lexington and crashed.

After a filling breakfast on Sunday, we ran errands and came home to accomplish a few tasks–mowing the lawn, washing the dogs, washing the trucks (mine and his work truck), laundry, pack away the winter clothes, and clean out the garage. Whew! Lots of things that needed to be done, and we got them done together. So to celebrate, I fixed us a delicious, but healthy and easy, dinner, part of which I found on Pinterest.

Grilled yumminess - grilled bruschetta chicken and grilled zucchini

I made my grilled zucchini with grilled bruschetta chicken, and a side of salad with dried cranberries, slivered almonds, and a new vinigerette. So delicious, and so easy. I can’t wait to make the chicken again (and I’m happy to say that yes, I actually do make the things that I pin on Pinterest!).

Here’s the recipe:

Grilled Chicken Bruschetta

2 boneless, skinless chicken breasts
1/2 cup Kraft Sun-Dried Tomatao dressing, divided
1 tomato, finely chopped (I cheated and got a can of petite diced tomatoes)
1/2 cup shredded, park-skim mozzarella cheese
1/4 cup chopped fresh basil, or 1 tbsp dried basil leaves (I used dried)

Doesn't this look like a scrumptious summertime meal?? It was!

1.) Place chicken in resealed baggie with part of the sun-dried tomato dressing, seal, and turn over to coat the chicken. (I did one breast in each baggie.) Set aside in refrigerator for at least 10 minutes (I was able to have mine set for five hours–nice!).
2.) Place a large sheet of heavy duty foil over half of the grill and heat.
3.) Take chicken out of the baggies and set on the grill (not on the foil) for 8 minutes.
4.) While the chicken is grilling, combine the diced tomatoes, basil, cheese, and a little bit of the dressing in a container and mix thoroughly.
5.) Flip the chicken over and place on alumnium foil on the grill, then top with the bruschetta mixture. Close the lid and grill for another 6-8 minutes, until the chicken is cooked thoroughly.
6.) Enjoy!!

Making a Comeback: First Long Training Run After 3 Weeks

Guess who’s back….back again…

Yesterday morning I put in my first long training run in three weeks and it went awesome! Because of Nationals and then my (still-undiagnosed) heel injury, I hadn’t run longer than four miles in three weeks (and this past week was my first to run in two). Three weeks ago I ran 11 miles, and I felt since I had some time off, and I wasn’t 100% confident in my injury being healed, I didn’t want to push for 12, so I settled for another 11 mile run.

I also decided to run with a friend that was running in the half marathon, even if she did run at a slower pace than me (she runs a 12-minute mile, while I aim for 9:30-10-minute miles) because she needed the support. Last week she struggled with 10 miles, walking the last 1.5 miles, so she wanted to tackle 10 again and prove to herself she could run the whole 10 miles. So I met her at one location where we dropped off my truck, then drove to our starting point–the trailhead of the Legacy Trail.

I ran the first mile with her, until she came upon a port-a-potty and told me to go ahead without her. So off I went, to conquer the Legacy Trail on my own. I had my headphones with me, but wanted to run music-free as long as I could. I enjoyed the run because it was a different atmosphere, with great weather, and not much of a crowd (of course, when running at 7 am on a Saturday, that shouldn’t be surprising). I also got to see some of Lexington’s “wildlife”–a duck and her ducklings crossing the trail in front of me, a groundhog, a goose protecting her nest, and lots of squirrels. Fun!

There were a couple of hiccups with the run: About half-way, there was an odd twist in the trail Michelle told me I had to take–I got lost and apparently took a shortcut, then turned at the wrong street, but after a quick stop and glance at the map on my phone, I was back on track. Also, because of the shortcut, I got to the end of the trail with three miles still to go, so I had to run back and forth a couple of times (which I hate), and ended up running back to Michelle and was able to run with her for the end of her 10 miles and the end of my 11.25 miles. She was able to run the entire time, and she was so happy and proud of herself. I, on the other hand, did have to walk a short bit around mile 9 because I felt funny, but not bad considering I hadn’t run long in a while.

It was great to run with Michelle because we don’t get to hang out much any more–she’s a mom of two kids (2 and almost-1), wife to a broodmare manager, and nursing student. I don’t know how she’s able to balance everything (including training for a half) and still be sane.

Injury note: What injury?? My heel felt great. My hip, on the other hand, started to bother me a little towards the end, but nothing horrible. I’m happy with my body.

Here are my splits:
Mile 1: 11:34 (running w/Michelle)
Mile 2: 9:52
Mile 3: 9:49
Mile 4: 9:56
Mile 5: 9:56
Mile 6: 9:57 (wow…talk about consistency!)
Mile 7: 9:28
Mile 8: 9:48
Mile 9: 10:11 (walked a short bit)
Mile 10: 9:51
Mile 11: 9:38
Total: 11.25 miles in (1 hour 52 minutes 38 seconds)

Not bad, huh? A little slower than my 11 mile run three weeks ago, but I wasn’t very consistent that week, so I’m happy with this.

One sidenote about after the run: I felt a little nauseous most of the day after my run. I’ve been told it means I’m not hydrated enough, but it makes me wonder how much I have to drink to be hydrated enough? When I woke up I drank a Powerade Zero, followed by some water on my way to meet Michelle. I carried a 16oz water bottle during my run and drank most of it during the run, then drank another bottle of water afterwards. Before the run I eat a slice of whole wheat bread with peanut butter, and a banana immediately after my run. I need to get my nutrition and hydration right these next two weeks.

Countdown to the Kentucky Derby Festival Half Marathon: Less than two weeks!!!