Wintergreen’s 10k Road Championship Race Report: Accepting My First DNF

Saturday, May 24th was my goal race for the season: the 10k road national championship. I wanted a sub 37 minute 10k so badly, and I’d told everyone that was my goal, but my body had other plans.

After coming off a successful training cycle and a shiny new 5k PR, I was physically in the best running shape I’ve ever experienced. Shortly after running that 5k race, my calves seemed a bit tight. It wasn’t causing much pain, so I raced another 10k as a tuneup for my goal race. During the tuneup race, the pain moved into my achilles, so I backed off at the halfway mark. I spent the next two weeks trying to get my body to cooperate for my goal 10k.

I did everything in my power to get to the start line, but knew that there was a chance I would have to quit. I didn’t want to aggravate the issue further, and wasn’t going to risk rupturing the tendon or anything that could contribute to a longer layoff from running. Between kilometers 4 and 5, there was an incline, and I could feel pulling in the back of my leg. Nothing debilitating, but also a sign to stop. I knew I had to, and I promised myself that at the next medical flag, I would leave the course. Internally, there was no debate. I made a decision and I stuck with it – which I’m extremely proud of, because normally I am too stubborn to give in and would have kept running, making the injury worse.

I was disappointed that I wouldn’t be finishing the race. It was a hometown event, one that I look forward to every year, and I was in the elite field.

My husband already knew something had gone wrong well before he heard from me after the race. The race was televised, and he and my children were watching on TV. They said that they saw me start, and then saw me around the 3.5km mark. They said I didn’t look like myself. My stride wasn’t fluid, my face was blank.

As I write this, I am still at peace with my decision. I am disappointed because I feel like I let others down, but those people are actually proud of me for not injuring myself further. They would have been more disappointed if I’d pushed myself to finish and ended up with a worse injury. I’m not one to quit, and I always finish what I start. However, the way I look at this DNF is that, there are so many races I’m planning to run this fall, and I may not be able to start them if I don’t get better now. I don’t want to be dealing with chronic achilles pain. I want to be able to run, and chase finish lines, the rest of my life.

So: no regrets. I plan on taking the next month off of running to rest and recover. It won’t be easy, because I truly love running, but I need to get better. My emotions will change a lot over the next few weeks, and I will continue to remind myself that the break is for the best. I will come back stronger, and I know that my goals will still be there, ready and waiting for me to crush them.

Have you ever DNF’d a race? How did you deal with it?

A mother runner chasing big dreams.

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  1. It sounds like you definitely made the smart decision by listening to your body. I hope your recovery goes well and never for a second feel like you let anyone down. Just one observation after reading your last few race reports on here- you set a huge 5k PB in your last race. (Congrats on that!) If I’m understanding correctly you were wanting to break 37 minutes which is basically running a faster pace than your 5k PB and going twice the distance. Is this right? I’ll be honest- that sounds like a tough goal!

    Again, wishing you a full and speedy recovery. I love racing 5 & 10ks- it’s a fun change from marathon training. Cheers!

  2. Wow, you are such an awesome runner! You made a very smart decision and Itโ€™s a great idea to take a break to let it heal. I bet youโ€™ll even break more PRs once you let your body recover.

    Yes Iโ€™ve had to DNF for 2 races. One was a local 10k- the Crescent City Classic. I had been suffering for a month where my left leg felt like it was sleeping. It was a very weird sensation that eventually went away but anyways I trained through it but I often would trip because I couldnโ€™t feel if my foot was high enough and any ways i tripped about 3 times during the race by mile 2 (since that race is so so crowded) so I just walked till mile 4 where my family was watching it. I literally had blood down my shoulder, knees, and hands that actually were bad enough to leave scars- battle scars.
    My other DNF was a local 20k, I had a very mild case of plantar fasciitis that I was just training through but was starting to gradually get worse but I decided to stubbornly keep running through the pain. Well I started the race and the pain was starting to get pretty unbearable so I stopped at mile 9 and then couldnโ€™t run for 10 weeks and this was for my Boston marathon training. I finally started running again a month before Boston and was able to finish that race with a 3:08 which was my qualifying time

    These races were all in 2011 before I had kids