Hey Salties! Sunday, October 20th, marked the Nationwide Columbus Marathon and 1/2 Marathon, and I was so excited to have my big sis and mom along for the ride. Three peas in a pod, we all decided to race the 13.1 for 2013. My goal was to break the 1:29 barrier, my sister’s was to break the 1:40 barrier, and my mom’s was to break the 2:45 barrier (she walks…ah hem correction…speed walks at this pace). We’ve all done this course plenty of times, starting near Nationwide, winding through Bexley and German Village, and ending back where we began. I mean, I guess we’re kind of partial to the course, seeing that Star’s hubby Darris puts it on and all. But this time, we did something pretty phenomenal out on the streets.
All three of us exceeded our goals!
I had a five hour doctoral course in Cleveland and a 2.5 hour drive Friday, landing me with a bit less sleep than I would have liked. I’ve always heard that two nights before the race is when sleep is most crucial, so I wasn’t too happy about not making it back to Columbus until after midnight. Saturday, I worked a Crucial Catch Breast Cancer Awareness game for work. We took donations and sold delectable, festive cookies. Unfortunately, it was 43 degrees and raining the entire time. Ended up not exactly being the prime pre-race day, either. I was also experiencing some GI distress…ugh. In any case, we went over my sis’s house for some spaghetti and a beer (hey, gotta have the carbs, right?), chugged a pedialyte (helped replace the electrolytes I lost from my funny tummy), and I was in bed by 10 p.m.
As per usual, I didn’t sleep all that well; kept waking up every hour on the hour to make sure I didn’t sleep through my alarm. My sis and mom picked me up at 5:45 a.m. and we were parked and to the corrals by 6:30. We huddled inside the entrance of Huntington Bank until about 7 a.m. and headed to our gates; it was 38 degrees and, quite frankly, bone cold miserable for the half hour before the gun went off.
The first six miles flew by! I honestly don’t remember much about them, other than they were over before I knew it and I didn’t feel much like I was running. I think my body was in shock due to the coldness and I was mega-focused. I got plenty boxed in during the first mile, but in all honesty it may have been a good thing since I tend to have adrenaline overload.
The first 10 k went like this:
1 mile: 8:00 minutes
2 mile: 6:48
3 mile: 6:33
4 mile: 6:43
5 mile: 6:33
6 mile: 6:23
By mile 7, I had caught up to the 3:05 marathoner pacing group and snuggled in close. I grabbed myself some Gatorade and choked down a raspberry gooey thingy for instant sugar around mile 8.5. Things were looking good through about mile 11, and I was even able to find some friends around Schiller Park to pump me up for the last two. Mile 12 included an uphill incline and my legs were getting pretty tired at that point; I felt the burn but kept pushing as I heard the woman beside me say she was going for a 1:26 something. Stick with her, I thought.
7 mile: 6:59 (stopped for water and Gatorade)
8 mile: 6:40
9 mile: 6:25
10 mile: 6:44
11 mile: 6:41
12 mile: 6:53
13 mile: 6:48
I ended up crossing the 13.1 line at 1 hour 28 minutes and 49 seconds; averaging 6:47 pace. My personal best! I tried to kick it in and thought I was on track for getting into the 1:27′s, but I smiled as I saw the clock, regardless! A PR is a PR, seriously.
At the end, I sought out my sister, who was banking on breaking 1:40 for 13.1. She crossed in at 1 hour 38 minutes 59 seconds for a 7:34 average pace! Next, we met up with the husbands, grabbed a dry sweatshirt and hot coffee (well, a chocolate latte in my case) and cheered for our momma. Turns out, she crossed at 2 hours 44 minutes and 19 seconds; averaging a 12:33 mile (reminder: this is WALKING!). She’s 66. Yea, we get it from our momma!
Have you ever run an awesome race with family members? Any traditions or stories to share?