The good, the bad, the PR hope…

After running the “mile challenge” at bootcamp in the morning, I went for a run with the group that night.  Jen tagged along with me, and we chatted the whole way.  It was a beautiful night, the weather was great (just chilly enough without being cold!), I felt great the whole way, not a bit of pain anywhere.  We finished the 6.2 miles with an average pace of 10:51 — not bad, considering neither of us were struggling to keep up the pace, and we never broke conversation.

So yesterday, despite being tired, I was looking forward to running to Pentagon City from work, then going to Bikram.  I started my run and immediately noticed I wasn’t hydrated enough and was getting cotton mouth (on a cool day, WTF?).  Then as the run progressed, my stomach started bugging me, and I kept having the feeling that I was going to throw up.  So I slowed down, and at times had to walk to avoid throwing up.  When I decided to pick it up again, with a mile an a half to go, the front of my ankle started hurting with each step.  I don’t need more weird pains!!!

I ended up walking the whole way back, though my ankle was still hurting with the walk, just not as much.  I felt like a failure — cotton mouth, bad stomach, about to vomit, and pain in the front of the ankle?

So I had to skip Bikram as well, because my stomach was still not doing well, and I was definitely not hydrated enough (despite drinking water all day).  This morning, my foot was throbbing when I woke up (I really do think I have plantar fasciitis, since pain when you first wake up is one of the symptoms).  So I skipped bootcamp as well.  Ugh.

I should have just stuck with the run on Wednesday and quit for the week.  On Wednesday, I finished my run confident I could PR this weekend.  Yesterday, I finished my run wondering if I could even run the 10 miles this weekend.

So what’s this weekend?  I’ll be running this race, for the second time:

Yep, a DC tradition.  I ran it last year and liked it, but like everyone else, hate the last 2 miles on the 14th street bridge.  Karl hated this race because it was too crowded — this year he finally got placed on the first corral, but he won’t be able to run it…

Tonight, I’m off to the expo — if it’s the same as last year, there’s noting to write home about, it’s one of the worst expos I’ve seen, barely any vendors and no freebies.

Sunday, I’ll be at that start line, with the hopes of finishing in 1:45.  Kathy even said she’ll pace me.  But considering my runs during the last week, this might not be possible.  My 10 Miler PR was at this race last year when I finished in 1:54:34 (11:27 pace).  Knowing I have finished my half marathon with a better pace than that, and in pretty much every 13 miles or less run lately I hit the 10 miler mark before then, I should at least leave with a PR.  Maybe aim for 1:50?  We’ll see…

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Filed under 10 Miler, Army Ten Miler, Race, Run Commute

3 responses to “The good, the bad, the PR hope…

  1. good luck this weekend!

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