Here we are with our fellow running group members in the comfort of the gymnasium-- before heading out into the elements. |
Here I am near the finish line. I'm trying hard to conceal my misery! |
However, it just wasn’t meant to be. I came to this realization as I heard the rain pouring and wind howling the night before the run. As I got out of bed on race day, I felt very congested (yuck!) and became apprehensive about the adverse weather conditions. I knew it wasn’t going to be pretty.
As we traveled to Mount Vernon, we got a false sense of hope when we saw a patch of blue sky … But it soon disappeared! The race was undoubtedly the most unpleasant run of my life. We ran into a headwind for probably about 95% of the course, and the winds were so strong that I noticed that the people ahead of me had an awkward sideways lean to their gait. Gusts of wind felt like they were body-slamming me as they reached 50mph, and I was soaked to the bone. It seemed to take twice as much effort than normal to go anywhere. I tried to engage in positive self-talk to convince myself that I was having fun, but I couldn't deny the fact that I was absolutely miserable.
With that said, it was still the best half marathon time that I have on record! My official finish time was 1:51:31, which is 8:30 per mile (my last half marathon time was 1:52:13). I finished in 97th place out of 300 male/female runners. In spite of being so cold that my teeth were chattering and so wet that my shoes had about a half inch of water at the bottom, I really did have a strong sense of accomplishment.
I am optimistic that all future runs will have more enjoyable conditions, and my fingers are crossed that I'll continue to make great strides with my running!