I owe you a proper race recap but I'm just not feeling the computer-love today. So instead, briefly, here are the essentials:
Race: Ten and a half thousand runners, crowded!
Atmosphere: Absolutely amazing!!!! Best race I've ever done in that regard.
Weather: Perfect. Sunny, bright, maybe even a bit too warm for February...
Goodie bag: Rubbish! Sweatshop plastic bag, three fliers, one bag of crisps, one Mars bar.
Crampage: From mile 10 onwards, both calves, twinge in the hamstring, WTF???
Result: Embarrassingly slow. I tanked it, again (and I use the American meaning of tanked, i.e. bottled it for you Brits...). 2:07:50, still my second fastest HM time, but also 5:30 mins slower than my October time. Will attempt race-analysis in a later post.
Verdict: Yes, I'm a bit gutted that I screwed up my time again but I just loved running the race in perfect conditions and the beautiful weather, I happily plodded along and that was ok. Yesterday that is. Today I'm getting a bit annoyed with myself. But am trying not to dwell...
|Obligatory pre-race pic|
|And 13.1 miles later. G, clearly too hot, me, freezing!|
|I wish I could lie and pretend this was my time. But as soon as G realized I was gonna tank it again, he took off (with my blessing) and still managed to get a super-respectable time for a 1st half marathon and zero training!|
|Me and my favorite post-race beverage...|
|... with a side of burger (beef, I think, not horse!)|
How was your weekend? Did you race? How did you do?