Well, the Parks Half went great. But I don't feel 100% good about it. Run with me.
I woke up to a near perfect race day: morning lows in the mid-50s with a predicted high of the low 70s, meaning a brisk morning perfect for running. I jumped out of bed, gathered my race stuff, and picked up a ride from Pat's boss (he was also running the race and lives close by and he kindly offered, which was nice).
The course was different from the first time I ran it, so we had a little further to drive - all the way down to Shady Grove. Pat's boss graciously dropped me off by the start line and I did my usual thing: porta potty stop, Swedish Fish snack, dancing around in a giant throwaway sweatshirt because I'm cold.
I found my fellow runner/friend Sarah and we chatted a little before race start, which was pretty unceremonious - if there was a pre-race anthem or announce we couldn't really hear it. At the last minute I decided to take one more quick bathroom jaunt. I was unable to pee then but immediately wanted to five minutes later and basically the rest of the race. Oh well.
Anyway, the race started and we took off down the road. The first mile or two was in residential neighborhoods that quickly gave way to a trail around Needwood Lake. This portion in particular was a little hillier than I would like, especially in contrast to the downhill start of the old course, but thanks to my hill training I was fine.
Once we left the lake area things started to flatten out helpfully, but otherwise the course wasn't terribly interesting. There were a few stretches of spectators, including two dressed as pirates and one as Mr. Incredible. I did kinda like this bridge:
This unfortunately meant that the famous Silencer, a hill that's not terrible but not NOT terrible, came several miles later in the race, which of course isn't what you want. But a group of children had renamed it High Five Hill and offered such with off-brand Mickey gloves, so that was good for morale.
For almost all of the race I hung with the 2:10 pacer, and that mostly worked fine. The vast majority of our miles came in under 10 minutes, which was great, although maybe if I hadn't needed to pee I could've been faster...? What can ya do. Regardless, around mile 11 I picked up a little speed and left the group in the dust. It was passin' time! (And time to be passed, but they can't all be winners.)
Oh yeah, my new PR! My originally record stood from my last Parks Half, and it was 2:10:21. This time around I blew past that number with an official finish of 2:06:46. Is that right...? I mean, I did almost match my old PR on a very hilly ZOOMA course, so maybe...?
There was a ton of food and water and other stuff at the finish line, but I had a different plan for my post-race activity. I found Sarah and we proceeded to... RUN HOME.
More on that in a later post. In the meantime, I really hope my GPS just suffered a brief hiccup because I want the PR.
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