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Comments: I started off a bit slow. I'm not upset about this, especially since I just needed to find a groove, but it was surprising to see the 1:50 pace group ahead of me at around mile 2. That's when I stepped it up a little bit and settled into a better pace, probably about 7:45 ish. I was feeling really good from there until about mile 6 when I started to get some message from my guts that things weren't quite alright. I was ok at the moment, but it definitely changed my attention from the running to the good old GI tract. I got a mild stitch in my side at mile 8, but it went away fairly soon. Overall my body held up pretty well all things considered, until.... When I passed the sign at mile 10 and allowed myself to celebrate for a second that I was on the last 5k, my guts started screaming at me. They were saying some pretty hurtful things too. Thankfully, there were 3 porto-potties at the next aid station right around the corner and they were empty so I ran in there. I was as expeditious as I could be, but the pit stop cost me at least a minute. Argh... I got back on the road and my legs were definitely feeling heavy by this time. I was still ok and never felt like I needed to stop, but I definitely lost pace after that. The last mile was hard, but I pushed as much as I could. It felt VERY good to see the last stretch. When I crossed the line the gun time clock said 1:49 but I had no idea how far back from the first wave I'd started. Still though, I knew I was well under 1:50 and the way things had gone for me I was pretty happy with that. What would you do differently?: Wear a watch. There were no clocks on course and since I didn't have a watch on I had no clue how I was doing pace wise. Not that it would have mattered, but I'm OCD like that... Post race
Warm down: Crossed the line, got my medal, water, Tiger's Milk bar, and juice of some sort. Walked through the expo tent area back towards the finish line to look for my family. I found them after 5 or 10 minutes and gave hugs and kisses. They couldn't see me finish because of the crowd, but it was still great to see them there. What limited your ability to perform faster: 2 weeks of non-training prior to race day and a potty break at mile 10. Event comments: Great job by the Carlsbad Marathon and Half organization for putting on a good race. Also, the volunteers were phenomenal - GREAT course support. The only thing I wish they'd had would be clocks every mile or two. I would definitely do this race again. And on a selfish note, I also wish they had a Clyde category :) I always feel like an ogre around runners! Last updated: 2009-10-05 12:00 AM
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United States
In Motion
Sunny
Overall Rank = 846/7105
Age Group = M25-29
Age Group Rank = 99/384
The pre-race routine got pretty messed up the last 6 weeks when certain life circumstances made it very difficult for me to train properly. The last 2-3 weeks in particular have been really rough, and I was only able to run twice in the month of January before the race.
My goal all along has been 1:45, but coming in I had no idea what to expect. All I could do was get myself to the starting line on time and try my hardest.
On race weekend I stayed at a hotel with my wife and kids. We'd booked a non-smoking room but were placed in a nice and ripe smoking room and told we couldn't move. Awesome. At least we got a free night's stay coupon, and I'll be having some friendly words with Expedia.com tomorrow.
Race morning went well, considering I slept terrible, and I got a ride to the start from a couple friends so my wife coule have the car and sleep in a little with the kids. I had a cup of coffee, a banana, and about 20 oz of water.
We got to the race site with plenty of time to spare and just hung out for a whileand stretched (but proobably not enough). I hit the porty-potty and made my way over to the start line just in time for my wave to start.