The race didn’t go all that well – I didn’t really kick the cold before the race started, so I wound up running well for about 30 minutes, which is when the lack of good oxygen exchange got to me.
“Mile 8” took me a little under 6 minutes, while “Mile 9” took me almost 12. Seriously.
Anyhow, I did manage to pull off what was technically a PR (1:52:24), even though I covered 13.1 miles faster in the second half of the 2013 Myrtle Beach Marathon. Given the inflamed bronchial passages and the seriously bizarrely-marked course, I guess that’ll do.
And I’ve raced a little more since then! In fact, just a few days later, I set a new 5k PR (23:45), thereby indicating that I definitely did NOT have a chance to really race that half marathon.
I also ran a 10k at the end of December, which I did not PR. I did, however, get 2nd in my age group, and got some peppermint bark as a prize.
On New Year’s Eve, Rachel and I swam 100x100 yards, because that’s what we do on December 31, and then the next day, I ran a not-so-awesome 5k to start 2014 in a not-so-awesome way.
Since then, the only race I’ve done was a 4k open water swim in New Zealand, which I decided to turn into a 5k by missing a turn buoy and eventually back tracking.
Since getting back from that February trip, things have not been so great. I got sick a couple of times this winter, had my first triathlon did-not-start (Galveston 70.3), and work periodically took over my life. But do not fear, I still have love of the swim-bike-run, and am planning on doing all three at the Monticelloman Olympic Distance Tri in Charlottesville, VA this weekend. Should be a good time.
And since not EVERYTHING is about triathlon, Jason and I did get two cats in March. A beautiful tortie named Pi, who is super loving.
And a rambunctious black cat who I have renamed “El Diablo.”