Race Recap & Review: Rock ‘n’ Roll Las Vegas Half Marathon Weekend

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What an awesome weekend!

I headed out Saturday morning to Vegas for my last Rock ‘n’ Roll race of the year (No. 8 for those of you keeping track). I couldn’t believe how insane the town looked just from my short shuttle ride from the airport.

lasvegasrnr-8After checking in to my hotel — the Luxor — and changing rooms (the one I got in the pyramid was too musty and smoke smelling), the first stop on my list was hitting up the expo.

The expo was huge, but I didn’t have a lot time, so it was a quick in-and-out trip. I decided to check out the Bellagio after.

I am not a gambler, but I knew I wanted to do it for fun on this trip. I set aside an amount I was willing to lose. I decided to play the slots at the Bellagio. I wasted about $15 before I realized that putting in just $5 or some singles at a time wasn’t going to cut it — I lost very quickly.

So I found another machine and stuck in $60. I hit the buttons, betting anywhere from $1-5 per spin. One spin, I got up to $80, and thought that’s pretty cool, I’ll keep at it. A few spins later and the machine was dinging and the number kept rising and rising. It settled at $522. I was shocked.

I immediately hit the cash out button and collected my winnings.lasvegasrnr-139

I had a little bit of cash left in the gambling money I’d set aside so I played a little longer and then walked back to the hotel, stopping when I saw the famous Bellagio fountain show had just started.

I didn’t gamble the rest of the trip.

It took forever to walk back to the hotel because of all the people crowding the Strip and all the walkways you needed to take over major intersections. Not helping for this entire trip — so many escalators and moving walkways were broken!

I made it back with enough time to take a quick shower and put on my 5K race outfit. I ran into a lovely runner while walking across the bridge between Excalibur and New York New York and we stuck together on our way to finding the monorail.

When we got to the other side of MGM, we were trying to figure out where to go to get up to the track when we ran into another pair of runners. I figured they were also taking the monorail, but they weren’t — they were going to take Lyft and asked if we wanted to hop on — the car had enough room for 4 people, anyway.

That’s what I really love about these races — you meet so many other runners and everyone is just so nice and willing to help a fellow runner. It’s this huge community where you gain immediate membership and friends.

lasvegasrnr-1The 5K was set to go off at 6, but they didn’t open the grounds until a little after 4:30. I met up with Steff and others from the Rock ‘n’ Blog / We Run Social team and we hung out — with donuts — before the start. There was music blaring and the best race day restrooms I’ve ever seen — indoors, with 100 stalls in one single women’s restroom. That meant no lines.

Finally, it was time for the race. The course was basically an out and back with some turns right around the start and finish to add the extra mileage needed.

It was crowded, and it never really opened up. Too many people were not in the corrals they should have been in given their pace. It was hard to keep running at times because of all the walkers.

Now, let me stop right here and say that I believe everyone should run the race at his or her own pace. And I hate it when runners are rude to walkers on the course when those walkers are staying to the far right and not walking three abreast or anything crazy. And since I used the 4/1 run/walk method this summer, I know there are a lot of other folks out there who use the same method for races.

So I really, really do try to give everyone the benefit of the doubt. I don’t know what went wrong here. Whether folks moved into higher corrals without realizing that could create a log-jam or what. Certainly when I was a beginner at races, I wouldn’t have understood why the corrals were important.

I didn’t love the 5K course — the road we were on was badly in need of repair and there weren’t as many fun buildings near that part of downtown, but I get that they couldn’t close the Strip two nights, let alone two in a row. Plus, placing the race there provided a great start/finish venue courtesy of the Las Vegas Festival Grounds.

I wore lightweight capris for the race as a test for whether I could wear capris again for the half. I so prefer running in capris over shorts. But I got too hot during the 5K and knew I’d need to switch to shorts the next night.

I anticipated finishing under 30 minutes, but the crowded course, heat, brief water stop and fact I was starving by halfway through added up. Still, my overall pace on my watch was sub-10, so that was great.

Even greater — Meb was at the finish line giving out high-fives. A lady had stopped to get a selfie with him, but I was NOT missing out on my high five from Meb, so I got it in anyway. I might have messed her photo up a little. Oops.

Finish time: 31:15

After the race, I found the rest of the crew. Some folks split off, but a good contingent of us ended up going over to the SLS where we found a pizza place without too long of a line. I was starving and devoured it.

I took the monorail back to my hotel with a few other folks and finally got to my room around 10 or so. Lights out at 11, no alarm set. Glorious.


lasvegasrnr-2I woke up around 9 a.m., ate breakfast and then went to the Titanic exhibit in my hotel. It was absolutely incredible. If you have any sort of interest in history or shipwrecks or anything remotely related to the Titanic, it is well worth the visit.

After that, I went out to lunch with Libby and her crew. When she mentioned they were thinking In-N-Out Burger, I was sold. I’d noticed there was one a mile from the hotel and I’d never eaten at one before — despite all my trips out West this year.

It is just as yummy as everyone says. Back at the hotel, I grabbed a couple big pretzels so I’d have something to eat before the race — I didn’t want to get hungry during the half like I did during the 5K.


Steff and her husband met up with me at my room, and a little bit later we went to find Libby before walking over to the pre-race festival.

I’ve never stayed for one of Rock ‘n’ Rolls post-race concerts. The closest I got was in Chicago in 2015, but I needed to catch a train so there just wasn’t time.

lasvegasrnr-28Because Vegas is a night race, they hold the concert BEFORE. And it always draws a huge headliner — this year Snoop Dogg. The concert was fabulous.

Before we knew it, it was time to walk to the start. Steff, her husband and I were running together and in the blue wave in corral 12. They were renewing vows at the run-through wedding and I jumped at the chance to be the “wedding photographer.” Ha!

I hit the porta potty one last time, and it was only 20 minutes to race start when I got back. They released multiple corrals at once instead of one at a time. We were fairly close to the front of the wave we ended up in, which meant a great view of the start line banner and the fire they shot out at the sound of the horn. I don’t know why but I just got such a kick out of the flames going into the air.

lasvegasrnr-51We officially crossed the start line at 4:45. It wasn’t too long before we hit the famous Vegas sign and we stopped for several photos. Then it was off to the run-through wedding, at mile 3.

lasvegasrnr-72The way the run-through wedding works is that at 5:30 they simultaneously marry/renew vows for all those who sign up. There were 50 couples getting married for the first time! And several of them had a cadre of friends and family there cheering. It was so great to watch.

After the wedding it felt like we were just starting the race — we’d spent about 22 minutes between waiting for the ceremony to start and having it finish — and this time we *only* had 10 miles to go. The miles really ticked by as we ran down the Strip. We stopped several times to take photos, and I was loving every minute. But we were going a bit fast, and I hoped we’d slow down eventually.

lasvegasrnr-81Somewhere after mile 6, it got a little quieter as we entered the northern part of the Strip, but there was still a lot to see — tons of wedding chapels, and the store in the Pawn Stars series. I started taking gummies in around mile 5 or so. I could tell I was getting a little tired and a little hungry and needed something to help pick me up. I had about 3/4 of a pack leftover from Chicago and I ended up finishing it completely by the end of the race.

Around the halfway point, I also noticed some of the water stops were running out of water at the first tables, but there was always plenty on the back tables, and they had a lot of refill towers for runners who carried their own bottles, which was a nice bonus.


A bit after mile 7 there were a series of turns as we added mileage to get to that 13.1 total. I knew we’d hit Fremont Street after mile 9, and I was looking forward to seeing what some call the old Las Vegas Strip.

After that, it was a turn back onto Las Vegas Boulevard, where we’d stay for the final 3 miles.

lasvegasrnr-106My legs were killing me by this point, even though we’d eventually slowed down after mile 7 or so. We took a few walk breaks on top of photo stops and water stops in the final miles. But I was still having a blast, especially the closer to got to the finish line, where the main Vegas buildings were.

We never saw an 11-mile marker. And the 12-mile marker was probably a good half of a mile off, which was really disappointing and annoying. We knew we didn’t have another 1.1 miles at that point, but I don’t understand how that sign got where it was. We’d seen the 5 mile sign for the 10K and the 12 mile sign should have been a tenth of a mile after that. It’s not too hard to figure out!

The finish line was epic. It was set right at the Mirage, and there were lasers lighting up over our heads and fog machines blasting mist onto the scene. I felt great crossing the finish line, with a huge smile on my face.

Finish time: 2:59:55.

The finisher chute was long, and super clogged at the end because too many folks were crowded around looking for their friends and families. This is why you designate a place to meet, folks.

In the chute, we got our finisher’s medals, chocolate milk and a bag with food. The bag is a new addition for Rock ‘n’ Roll and a very welcome one. Not only will it help with carrying all the things you collect at the finish line — i.e. water, gatorade, chocolate milk — it should also cut down on those people who grab 5x as many food items as they should. I hope they keep this up in the future.

lasvegasrnr-73At the end of the chute was free beer. And I was handed two. And it’s Las Vegas, so you can just open them right there and walk down the street, enjoying your beer after the race as you walk back to the hotel. Amazing.

I got my gear check bag pretty quickly, then Steff and I went to find the  medal tent for our remix and heavy medals. I got the Eight Track medal — the thing is absolutely huge and amazing. I really wish I could do San Antonio in a few weeks so I could get the Headliner 9 medal — I really wanted that one.


Steff, Joe and I split ways after that since our hotels were in two separate directions. I watched the Bellagio fountain show again — this time at night, when it’s so much cooler, then started the long shuffle back to the Luxor.

lasvegasrnr-108On the way, I got Shake Shack. We have these in D.C. but I’ve never gone to one and I’d been really craving a milkshake. So I grabbed one and a chicken sandwich for dinner. When I finally got back to the hotel, I grabbed another big pretzel because I knew the sandwich wouldn’t be enough, and I bought a couple beers, too, for a fun, relaxing dinner in bed.

It was the perfect ending to an awesome race weekend — and an amazing year of races.



Weekly Training Recap: Week of Oct. 30

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Sunday: 13.1, 10:44 official pace (10:33 watch pace). Rock ‘n’ Roll Los Angeles Half Marathon. Then Universal Studios

Monday: Rest. Walked around Santa Monica before catching flight home.

Tuesday: Rest

Wednesday: 3 miles at 10:54, treadmill

Thursday: 3 miles at 10:55, treadmill

Friday: Rest

Saturday: Rest


Weekly mileage: 19.1

This week was insane. Work was busy and my car broke down on the way into the office Wednesday. I was not happy. I don’t do well with car issues.


Race Recap & Review: Rock ‘n’ Roll Los Angeles Half Marathon

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A week and a half before this race, I looked up the course time limit.

Coming off the marathon, running felt hard and I wasn’t sure how much of the race I might need to walk. I was seriously concerned I would be dangerously close to a 3 hour limit, but the official limit was 3:30.

In the end, I shouldn’t have spent a single brain cell even remotely worrying. My official finish time, 2:20:34, was nearly three minutes faster than my time in Philly three weeks before the marathon.

I signed up for this race in April, when I scored a sweet $236 round-trip ticket from D.C. to L.A. By that time, I’d already completed RNR San Francisco and was signed up for RNR San Diego — and that Cali Combo medal was incredibly tempting. I mean there’s a bear with sneakers on its feet that moves up and down the coast of California on the medal — how can you pass that up!?

Adding to the temptation: The Wizarding World of Harry Potter at Universal Studios.


Fast forward seven months and while I was looking forward to the race, Harry Potter and Hollywood, the thought of another long distance travel race was not exactly appealing. Truth be told, I could really use a break.

But there’s nothing wrong with my legs, and I really do love to travel, so off to LA I went.

I took a morning flight out of Dulles that got delayed by nearly two hours. Two movies — X-Men: Apocalypse and London Has Fallen — and about 5 hours later I touched down. At least I’m finally realizing how valuable long flights are for seeing movies that I didn’t get to at the theaters. (I watched Batman v Superman on the flight back.)

A SuperShuttle ride later, I finally arrived at my hotel, where I got an upgrade to a corner room with two huge windows. Score!14853154_10111979800101454_6260553719131277184_o

Then it was off to the expo.

The convention center was also hosting Stan Lee’s Comic Con, so it was crowded x 100. I don’t typically spend much time at expos. I check out the official extra race gear options, then make my way to the exit.

I could definitely tell this expo appeared smaller than the other Rock ‘n’ Roll ones I’d been to this year, but it still contained all the usual suspects in terms of companies represented.

14900618_10111973022059704_5959426728734951942_nI dashed back to the hotel, got a shower and headed over to see Hollywood. I’m not sure what I expected, but I didn’t think the Walk of Fame would be so incredibly crowded with street performers. I immediately was not impressed and ready to get out of there. Too many people dressed in costumes trying to get money from tourists.

I walked around for a bit, then headed for the Griffith Observatory, which runs a 50-cent shuttle on weekends from the Vermont/Sunset metro stop. There, crowds also got in the way, this time via the insane number of cars trying to carve up the two-lane road to get to the observatory.

The wait was well worth it for the views.

14650311_10111973022912994_3125244481508418193_nI wandered around for a bit and took some photos, then it was time for pre-race dinner. I had picked out a burger place right around the corner from my hotel — The Counter — and it didn’t disappoint.

Next up: Bedtime. At 8:45. That’s the great thing about West Coast races. Even if I need to get up super early — 5:15 a.m. in this case — my body is still on East Coast time, making it easy to get to bed early.




I woke up a little early race day after tossing and turning a bit. I ate, got dressed and made it to the We Run Social meetup at 6:15 at Staples Center. I met two other runners there — Melanie and Summer. We all needed to use the porta potties, but the lines were long. Summer mentioned her apartment was about a 5-minute walk away and asked if we want to just go there instead. Indoor bathroom pre-race? Yeah!

I arrived at my corral 5-7 minutes before the start. The first wave was released a couple minutes after the official wheelchairs, and I waited for the usual break up of Corral 2 and 3 and so on and so forth. Instead, I found myself walking quickly to the start line only a few minutes later, with no break in corrals despite being in the 5th one.

I’m guessing this was a result of road closures for the course, which wasn’t finalized until the last few weeks before the race because of all the road construction going on in the area. In fact, we did get an email emphasizing you needed to be in your corral by 6:55 or you wouldn’t be allowed across the start line!

In any event, we were off. I’d chatted very briefly with a husband and wife running duo before the start after they noticed my Chicago Marathon T-shirt and commented that they’d also done the race. Less than a quarter of a mile in, the husband found me, and we ran together through the first water stop.

Turns out, he’s run more than 500 marathons. I made him repeat that number three times. Surely, I’d misheard. The journalist in me kicked in. What is your favorite? Paris. Why? Because it’s Paris. Have you done London? No. When did you run your first marathon? 1994 … I ran 20-25 marathons a year for 20 years. How many half marathons? More than 125. Have you run New York? Yes, three times.

I would have liked to run with John for the entire race, but he surely got tired of my questions. Because of some vertigo issues, his wife usually runs slower than him, and they meet on the right hand side at the end of every water stop so she knows he’s OK. He patted me on the back when we reached the end of the first stop and wished me luck.

The course this year was essentially two out-and-backs. I saw on the course map ahead of time that there was some sort of circular pattern we went around a bit after mile 3, but I never looked at the course more closely. Turns out, we were set to run right around the Coliseum — and not just on the outside. They actually opened the gate and we ran right around the building, to the point that you could use the real restrooms inside the gates if you needed them.

14632962_10111979810196224_1142483704194968453_nI paused to take a photo at the water stop also stationed inside. It was too great of a shot to pass up.

After that, the race got a little boring for a while. There were still spectators and bands, but the run back to where we started seemed to drag a bit for me. I saw the first male finishers rushing toward the finish line as I passed by with half the race still to go. There was a slight uphill, but I saw a turn ahead.

I knew from looking at the elevation profile that there were some rolling hills on the course, but I wasn’t anticipating what I saw when I turned that corner. It ended up being the steepest hill of the race, but at that point I didn’t know that.

I walked for a good 2-3 minutes or so up most of the hill to save my legs. At that point, they were actually feeling great, but I knew there were still a lot of miles to go and I hadn’t run more than 6 miles since Chicago.

I was surprised when my time for that mile clocked in around 11:50. I figured it’d be much slower since I walked so long, but I must have picked up the pace enough on downhill to counter that.

The good news about turning that corner? The wind. Where it’d felt stagnant the first half of the race, there was a rather lovely breeze on the second half.

I never really struggled in the second half despite the continuous ups and downs. I focused on keeping a comfortable pace, not worrying about the watch. I walked a couple more times on some of the other steeper uphills — in addition to all the water stops as planned — to conserve my energy and legs.

Somewhere after mile 11, a spectator noticed my shirt and screamed “Chicago Marathon finisher!” shortly after I passed. I held my fist in the air and immediately heard the later part of his chant — “Fuck Yeah!”

It was pretty much the highlight of my race because despite being only 3 weeks off the marathon and struggling through runs two weeks earlier, I felt good.

I knew there was a gradual, decent uphill until about a half mile before the finish, but I never felt it — even though it’d seemed so apparent on the way out. The downhill finish, though, I definitely felt, and I cruised to the line passing lots of runners along the way.

img_2105The finish line didn’t have the usual horizontal banner, so it was harder to see. I knew from looking at my watch that I was super close to the finish, but I didn’t see it until less than a tenth of a mile away.

After the finish line, it was a bit of a walk to the L.A. Live stage area where I picked up my heavy medals. I’ve never seen a line for those medals before, but more and more folks must be earning them as it gets later and later in the season because I had to stand in a decent line.

The music from the stage was blaring and the heavy medal handout desk was way too close to it, especially when you need to shout and potentially spell your name. In addition to the Cali Combo medal, I got the super awesome, super heavy Stairway to Seven Medal.

I walked back to the hotel feeling great and super excited because Harry Potter was next!



Let me be the millionth person to tell you this: Harry Potter world is amazing. Totally, utterly amazing. The detail in every little thing is done to the max, and it’s just so incredible. You feel like you’ve left Universal Studios and really entered Hogwarts and Hogsmeade.

14656421_10111979800690274_5857492887660101277_nThe bathrooms have Moaning Myrtle moaning through the speakers. The credit card machines have Gringot-inspired overlays. You can buy an interactive wand and cast spells to make items in windows of “closed” shops move. P.S. Butterbeer is way too sweet.

A smile plastered my face the entire time.

First stop: Harry Potter and the Forbidden Journey ride. I’d heard how long the lines for this ride could get — 1-2 hours — and I was pleased when it took me less than a half hour to reach the front.


While this ride has a single rider line, you absolutely MUST go through the normal, longer line at least once. This takes you through all the additional rooms set up just the way the books described them and the movies looked, including the Defense of the Dark Arts classroom, Dumbledore’s office and more.

Seriously, did I mention smile plastered on my face the entire time??

14695409_10111983205497014_4604070207089513030_nAfter exploring Harry Potter world for a couple hours (and purchasing a wand and some chocolate frogs), I took the Universal Studios tour, which ended up taking a total of two hours between the hour standing in line and the hour on the tour itself, but it was amazing to see where so many movies and TV shows have been filmed.

Next up: the Jurassic Park ride, where I got completely soaked because I sat in the absolute worst seat on a ride that normally doesn’t soak you. I ended up needing to buy leggings to change into immediately after.

14908376_10111979801473704_7823858121945752811_nAfter that, I decided to head back to Harry Potter for another ride on the Forbidden Journey, and to take one ride on the Flight of the Hippogriff.

While both rides are great, they could be a bit longer, especially the Hippogriff coaster, though I understand they had to deal with limited space and wanted to make it kid friendly.

I ended my trip with one night in Santa Monica, where I got another room upgrade (ocean view!) and walking around Monday morning on the pier and beach. It was great to see the Pacific Ocean again — for the third time this year … and ever, in fact.

14915522_10111987906730704_7826911999297153931_nThe view made me reflect on this year. I’ve been so blessed to experience so many different places, many of them through half marathons + the Chicago Marathon, and I’ve met so many people along the way, some of whom I’m sure will be lifelong friends.

I keep trying to add up the cities I’ve visited this year, and I never quite get there — I’m trying to do it in my head, afterall. In the end, I know that when the year is over, I will have lived my 30th year of life to the fullest — no excuses, no regrets.14947794_10111987906925314_5546790589476026310_n14639832_10111987906635894_8473317156876339298_n






General Training Recaps

Weekly Training Recap: Week of Oct. 23

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Sunday: 6 miles at 10:31. Finally, my legs felt a lot better. Not 100% back to normal but a good 90%. I would have tacked on another 2 miles, but my grandma was in town and we were going to a craft fair so I had to high tail it back.

Monday: 3 miles at 10:27 + yoga. I did a quick loop around the neighborhood, then went to yoga!

Tuesday: Rest

Wednesday: 3 miles at 10:10. It was actually cold for this run — 34 degrees! But it felt good and my pace picked up as a result.

Thursday: Rest

Friday: 3 miles at 10:18.


Total weekly mileage: 15

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Weekly Training Recap: Week of Oct. 16

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Sunday: 3 miles at 10:21. First run since the marathon! It felt great to be back out there, but it was hot. I slept in so late that I wasn’t running until almost 1. My route was in full sun. I was very happy my legs warmed up after a half mile and felt good, but my breathing was off. My lungs felt like they were burning a little. I tried to slow down my pace, but struggled to do so.

Monday: Rest

Tuesday: 3 miles at 10:43 + Strength. I finished my 30 minute strength workout with my trainer then hit the treadmill. I started at an almost 11-minute pace and sped up by 0.1 mph each mile. This run felt much easier. My lungs weren’t burning and my legs felt good. At this point, my plan to run a half marathon Sunday was looking great.

Wednesday: 5 miles at 10:58. This run felt so hard. My legs were tired from the get-go and while they warmed up a bit, they were pretty much tired the whole run, especially at the end. I called off my plan to run Sunday’s half the second I finished. Obviously, I need a bit more time, and I have RNR LA coming up on Oct. 30!

Thursday: Power Yoga. I tried out a class at work with a new instructor. It was good class but a bit challenging and hard on my legs for still being in recovery mode. I knew I’d be sore the next day.

Friday: 3 miles at 11:03. I hit the treadmill because I didn’t want to deal with any hills. My legs were tired, but warmed up after a mile and felt a bit better after that, too. I took it slow since I knew I was going to be sore from the power yoga the day before.

Saturday: Rest


Weekly mileage: 14

Overall, I think I probably did too much for my first week back since the Chicago Marathon. I should have scheduled workouts only every other day instead of ending up with a Tuesday-Friday blitz.

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I Nailed My First Marathon! Chicago Marathon 2016 Recap

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That’s the one word that comes to mind when I think of Sunday’s Chicago Marathon — my first 26.2.

It took four months of training, a ton of doubt and some great runs that boosted my confidence for me to finally get to the start line of a marathon. Along the way, I hit the 3 year mark since my first 5K in August 2013. At that point three years ago, I had yet to run for 30 minutes outside without stopping. Running 26.2 miles seemed impossible.

My training plan for Chicago mirrored my goal of finishing feeling strong. It was the best plan for me — I needed one that slowly increased my mileage and incorporated those extra long runs without stressing me out.

As I mentioned in my pre-race post, a sub-5 hour time goal sneaked it’s way into my brain early on, later becoming more ingrained as I conquered long runs of 16, 18 and 20 miles close to or faster than the pace I’d need to finish 26.2 miles under 5 hours.

I’ll tell you now: I crushed that goal. My official time — 4:52:33.

Now I’ll let you know how I got there.



As I mentioned in the pre-race post, I flew into Chicago on Friday afternoon. The expo was my first stop after checking into the hotel. Everything took forever and a day because traffic was horrible. I got my packet and plenty of extra souvenirs from Nike, New Balance and the official commemorative merchandise booth. Essentially: Here’s my credit card, I want all the things.

I've never seen one of the bridges in downtown Chicago go up before!

I’ve never seen one of the bridges in downtown Chicago go up before!

On the way back to the hotel — Sheraton Grand Chicago — I got to see the city buildings shining in blue and red — the colors of the Chicago Cubs, who were playing their first playoff game that night. One building was lit up with a little Go Cubs! sign and the ferris wheel on Navy Pier beamed with a Cubs logo!

With family in the Chicago suburbs, there’s always been a soft spot in my heart for the Cubs.

I grabbed a bite to eat and a beer at the hotel bar, then spent a hour+ lounging in bed (P.S. I LOVE Sheraton beds), watching the Cubs game before it was lights out.



The benefit of flying in Friday versus Saturday was I got to sleep in, lounge around and basically relax and chill all day. I took a quick trip back to the expo in the morning to exchange my race day T-shirt — it was too small — then spent the rest of the day in the room. I set out all my race day clothes and other gear I’d need and took my flat Kat photo. Then, I rented The Secret Life of Pets for some laughs.

chicagomarathon-4My stomach was a little off all day, and I equated that to nerves. I was dealing well with pre-race anxiety until the afternoon, when I started to get more nervous. Watching the movie and going out for dinner helped ease that.

A couple months ago, I set up a restaurant reservation for dinner to be on the safe side. I headed over to Sweetwater Tavern and Grille — what’s become my go-to pre-race dinner restaurant in Chicago — a little after 5. A buffalo chicken wrap and sweet potato fries hit the spot, and I was back at the hotel by 6:30. Time for more chilling in bed and watching game 2 of the Cubs in the playoffs.

I started to feel tired and it was lights out around 9:30 or so, with an alarm set just a few minutes before 6. I tossed and turned for a good long while, but finally got to sleep, and actually slept quite well!



chicagomarathon-7I woke up and it was go time. There were some pre-race butterflies in my stomach but nothing too bad and I definitely wasn’t as anxious as I had been Saturday afternoon. I jumped into my race clothes and ate my normal race breakfast — a bowl of Cheerios and a bagel. I left the hotel room around 6:30 for the walk over to the start line at Grant Park.

I spent all my spare time that morning leading up to the race to focus on my strategy, reminding myself to take it slow in the first miles, to not speed up to fast after mile 5 and above all to get my gummies in so I didn’t bonk.

Normally, I’m not into getting to the start line so early, but with a race this size — some 40,000 runners — I needed to do it. As I got closer and closer to Grant Park while walking down Michigan Avenue, it got more and more crowded. The security lines were super quick. I didn’t need to do gear check, so I headed straight for the porta potty lines. I got there around 7, and was done by 7:15. The race officially started at 7:20 with the wheelchair division and 7:30 with the elite runners. I found a place to sit for the next 30 minutes before my wave would start to move up to the start line ahead of its official 8 a.m. start time.

I wore lightweight capris and a T-shirt for the race, which started with a temperature around 50 and ended around 60. On the walk from my hotel, with a throw-away sweatshirt wrapped around me, I worried I’d dressed too warmly and maybe should have worn shorts, but it must have just been the crowds and excitement. By the time I was done with the porta potty, I knew I’d dressed correctly. I was a bit chilly at the start, even with my sweatshirt. Overall, the weather ended up being absolutely perfect for running throughout the entire race — 50s with a light breeze!

chicagomarathon-9My friend Natalie, who has been so amazingly encouraging during my training and leading up to race day and during the race itself — and I texted back and forth, which helped pass the time. She was running the Twin Cities Marathon in Minneapolis, her 14th marathon.

Finally, it was time for the race! We slowly shuffled up to the start line, and it was 8:10 when I crossed the start mat.


Miles 1-5: 10:34, 11:01, 11:02, 10:58, 10:47

14 CM Course MapI struggled to keep my pace slow and kept reeling myself back. My legs felt good and the crowd support was so awesome. I couldn’t help but have a smile plastered on my face. My Garmin quickly stopped being accurate for pace or mileage with the tall skyscrapers. I manually hit my lap button for each mile marker. Once I started hitting the water stops — I walked through all of them — that helped slow my overall pace down a bit.

My plan called for taking my Glukos gummies at mile 5, but I felt like taking them earlier, so I ate my first half pack around mile 4. I got water at a few of the water stops and at least one Gatorade cup.

I felt amazing. It was like I wasn’t even running because the pace I was at felt so comfortable.

I knew I’d need to hit up a porta potty during the race — I had taken in enough water pre-race. The lines for the first few toilets at the water stops were insane. I finally found a huge row of potties right before mile 6 without many runners lined up.

Miles 6-10: 12:55, 10:33, 10:46, 11:04, 11:16

I lost 2 minutes with the porta potty stop, and hoped no one tracking me would worry when they saw my 10K split. The crowds were still great in these miles and I sped up a bit. I took in more gummies around miles 8 and 9. I focused on getting nutrition in here, when I knew it was key this early in the race, including grabbing a couple Gatorade cups at a couple of the water stops. I saw that focus was resulting in slightly slower splits at mile 9 and 10, but I knew it was more important to get as much carbs as I could handle in before the halfway point or mile 15 so I could avoid bonking.

I was still feeling great energy wise and having just a grand time with the race.

Miles 11-15: 10:44, 10:40, 10:47, 11:00, 10:18

With my nutrition handled for a few miles, I was able to focus on picking up the pace slightly and keeping my walks through water stops to 1 minute each. It had taken me awhile to get into the rhythm of the stops because they were 2-3 city blocks long. If I literally walked them from start to finish, it would have been a 2-minute or so walk.

At this point, I began figuring out ahead of time whether I would take only Gatorade or water or both at the stops and planning appropriately. It was also just in general hard to run through the stops, especially quickly, because there were so many runners and so many cups littering the roadway — the last thing I wanted to do was slip and fall.

My cousin’s wife texted me around mile 12 with some encouragement that I was almost halfway there and my splits were looking great. My cousin and her would meet me later in the final mile of the race.

Crossing the half way point was both exciting and scary. I felt great and knew I still had a lot left in me, but it’s crazy to think the race is only halfway over and I need to run for another 2 hours and 25 minutes to finish!

I took my second set of gummies at around mile 14. Then, mile 15 ended up being my fastest of the race! There were no water stops to walk through for that entire mile, and I was feeling good, even though I could tell my legs were starting to get tired.

Not too long after the water stop a little after mile 15, I realized I would need another porta potty. ASAP. My stomach wasn’t upset or anything, it just needed to go, and soon. I couldn’t remember exactly where the next stop was, but I knew it wasn’t much more than a mile or so away. I kept my eyes peeled for anything earlier and found it right before mile 16. Two porta potties near a medical tent, which ended up being a good half mile away from the next water stop. No lines = perfect.

Miles 16-20: 13:25, 10:51, 11:36, 10:22, 10:56

The porta potty stop cost me at least 2.5 minutes, and it felt like a little rest for my legs. My legs slowly had been getting more and more tired and I began focusing on making it to mile 20 without any extra walk breaks beyond the water stops. I once again hoped no one who saw my next split would be worried because they wouldn’t know I’d taken a bathroom break.

The race was getting harder, but I knew I could make it to that point before needing to go to a run/walk split. My pace was still going pretty well, and that bolstered my confidence. Mile 18 ended a little slower as I took in a full half pack of gummies all at once, and my jaw locked up. I needed to get them down, though. I knew at that point I might not be able to get in a ton of gummies for the rest of the race — or I’d have to stick to just 2 per water stop going forward.

Natalie had also texted me as I was coming up on the 18-mile sign to see how I was feeling and I wrote her a quick note back to say I was starting to feel it and focusing on the water stops. Two miles later, I felt ecstatic hitting the mile 20 sign, even if my legs were tiring — I’d made it to the last 10K!

Miles 21-25: 12:11, 11:25, 11:17, 11:21, 10:58

When you take out the potty breaks, mile 21 ended up being my slowest of the race. I think that happened mainly because I switched to a 4:1 run/walk after the first water stop after mile 20 and there were two water stops in that mile. There was some extra walking time because I wanted my 4:1s to hit on the 4s and 9s in terms of the minutes because that’s what I was used to. I think I ate a couple more gummies, and took a couple more salt tabs — which I’d been good about taking all race long, and got myself focused on the miles ahead. I knew this was my last chance to get some fuel in that would help for the next 5.2 miles.

Switching to the 4:1 run/walk was the smartest thing I did. I definitely slowed slightly as a result, but I felt like I was running faster than I would have if I’d stuck to only walking through water stops. I’m also just so so thankful I ran into those two running buddies months ago who introduced me to the 4:1. Without it, I wouldn’t have known how to go about my walk breaks with some sort of structured timing in these final miles.

chicagomarathon-11The bottoms of my feet hurt the most, and as the mile markers ticked on, I felt more and more sore all through my legs — from calves to quads. Mile 24 was when it started to get really, really hard — my legs just plain hurt. But I only had 2.2 miles to go and I was enjoying the race and spectators, so there was no stopping me. I was certainly looking forward to my walk breaks at that point, but I never felt like taking more — that’d only delay getting me to the finish line.

At this point, I also knew a sub-5 was totally in the bag. I’d been on track for it all race, but didn’t want to get too far ahead of myself in case something out of the blue happened.

Around the same time, I also realized I hadn’t hit the wall I’d heard so much about. My legs were certainly tired, but it never felt like I couldn’t take another step or needed to walk the rest of the way.

Natalie texted me somewhere between mile 23 and 24, but I didn’t text her back, even during the walk breaks or at the water stops. I was focused on getting to the finish line and making sure I saw my cousin and his wife, who came downtown to cheer me on.

They told me when I was around mile 20 or 21 that they’d be at mile 25. I got a text a little after 24 to look for them on the left side closer to mile 25.5. That helped me focus and combined with all the cheering crowds, I was able to pick the pace up slightly through mile 25. I was beginning to feel a little hungry, so I ate a couple more gummies.

Mile 26: 11:23

I almost missed my cousin and wife at mile 25.5, but caught them at the last second. I gave them a huge hug and left immediately. I was so close to the finish line and so happy, but also so ready to be done. As I gave them a hug, I was on the tippy toe of one foot and felt my leg shake a little — I was definitely pushing my body into a place it’d never been physically before.

I let the crowd carry me in the final bit, and rocked out to the music playing.

Last 0.2: 9:24

I thought about skipping my final walk break, but my legs were just so tired and I saw that hill at the end, so I took it. I think I cut it a little short because I was just so close to the finish and I recognized Kevin, a race-walker I’d met through all the Rock ‘n’ Roll races I’ve been doing up ahead. I propelled myself to get up to him and felt a surge of energy that carried me past him and to the finish line.

Crossing the finish line felt amazing. I’d done it. I’d overcome all the doubts in my mind and finished a marathon. Not only that, I’d finished strong, with a smile on my face.




chicagomarathon-15I’ve never felt more sore immediately after a race. Usually it takes hours or a day for the soreness to settle in. Not with the marathon — it was there, immediately. My thought then, and during the last 3 or so miles, was never again — not doing 26.2 another time, nope, no way.

I couldn’t wait to sit down. I kept looking behind for Kevin so I could congratulate him. He found me first. We got some water and were walking to get our medals when I came across a woman who was just putting her hands on her knees, head down and not moving forward. I tried to get her to walk, or drink some water, but it wasn’t working. She wasn’t talking to us either, and after a minute I flagged down a spotter to help her.

Then finally it was time to get my medal! I beamed as the race volunteer placed it over my head. I got a quick photo with my medal to send to my family and friends so they’d know I was doing fine after finishing. Then I continued walking through the chute, which seemed like the longest ever. I grabbed a free beer from Goose Island Brewing Co., and let me tell you, beer has never tasted so good. Eventually, I got over to Buckingham Fountain, where I got another photo and finally sat. It felt amazing. Along the way, I’d been catching up with all the tweets and Facebook posts my family and friends had done while I was running. It was so incredible to know so many people were watching and supporting me out on the course.

The Chicago Marathon prints the finish times of all runners who complete the race with a 6:30 or faster time!

The Chicago Tribune prints the finish times of all runners who complete the marathon with a 6:30 or faster time!

After a few minutes, my revere was broken when I got a text from my cousin and his wife. I totally had forgotten I said I’d meet them in the runner reunite area and the fountain area was closed off to non-runners. Time to get up. I’d heard how much getting up could hurt and be difficult, and it was a bit, but not too bad — maybe because I hadn’t been down that long.

The bottom of my feet were killing me as I walked to find my gang. We finally met up after the slowest crawl through the end of the finisher’s chute. My cousin suggested we grab an Uber back to my hotel, about a mile away, but it was such chaos I decided we should just walk. I regretted that decision about half way through — again it was the bottom of my feet hurting like no one’s business. It took awhile — there were so many people packed downtown and one staircase set I needed to go down — but we made it back to the hotel. I went up to my room to shower and change. I didn’t want to get off the bed it felt so great to sit. Showering felt amazing too.

chicagomarathon-17I wanted to check out Wrigleyville, and with my two family members hanging out downstairs, I didn’t want to leave them waiting. So there was no time for sitting still. I got ready as quickly as I could and we got an Uber out to Wrigleyville. First stop — bar with food. I ate a pulled pork sandwich, and more beer was had. We spent 3-4 hours hanging out, going around to a few bars and getting a photo in front of the stadium. And then, it was a little after 7 and I was done. My lower back was really starting to hurt. Time to sit in a plush bed. I got an Uber back to my hotel.

Sitting in my hotel room bed felt amazing. I elevated my legs a little and tried to watch some of the debate, but just couldn’t. Lights out time: 8:30 p.m.



I definitely was sore Monday and Tuesday, but I had expected it to be a lot worse given how I felt Sunday after the race. Luckily, my legs felt just a bit worse than when I ran a sub-2 half. My back on the other hand was hurting more — lower back and now upper. I had talked to my cousin’s wife about going to yoga Tuesday night, and I ended up canceling on her. I was still so sore and didn’t want to risk tweaking or hurting something in the class.

Today, I woke up feeling a lot better. I can tell my legs are still tired — especially when I walk quickly or up a couple flights of stairs, but the major soreness is gone, and my back is only hurting a very minimal amount. My trainer doesn’t want me to run the rest of the week, and that’s going to be hard. I am excited to hit the pavement again.

49798744976__5e46b51e-60f4-45a1-b970-1ae46cb355e8I’m still at my grandma’s house through tomorrow, but I will finally be back at work, albeit remotely. I haven’t worked since Sept. 24 because of the west trip and this marathon! My flight takes off late Thursday and it’s back to the office on Friday.

I went out today to get my final marathon purchase: A 26.2 magnet. I can’t wait to slap it on my car.

As for that thought when I finished of never running another marathon again? Well, that’s faded. I certainly don’t plan to become a runner who does several a year or anything of that nature, but I’d like to do another one … someday.


Race Review & Recap: Rock ‘n’ Roll Philadelphia 5K & Half Marathon Weekend

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Well I meant write this up 3 weeks ago but things got crazy with work and vacation. So here we go, best I can remember it!

I drove up to Philly on Friday after sleeping in and arrived in town in the early afternoon. When I checked in, I found out I’d somehow booked a club room. I had no idea what that was.

Apparently it gives you access to a higher level floor, a club room with free drinks and fruit, and a free breakfast each morning — sweet!

I settled into the room and waited for Steff, my buddy and roomie, to arrive. She finally got there a little after 3 after dealing with insane traffic. We chatted a bit, then it was off to the expo for bib pickup!

After going too far down to enter the convention center — that thing is huge — we backtracked and found what we needed. It was a quick in and out with a couple stops at the Pro Compression and Sparkly Soul booths.

Next up: Reading Terminal!

I did this race last year, when it was moved to Halloween weekend because of the pope’s visit in September, but I never got into Reading Terminal — it was closed by the time I got there one evening.

So it was super cool to walk around and experience. I was hungry and hankering for some soft pretzels after Steff raved about them in Virginia Beach, so we found an Amish booth selling them.

We walked back to the hotel to indulge — and Steff rightly talked me into also getting a couple cheese whiz tubs to dip the pretzels into — then relaxed a bit before heading out to dinner. We met up with 4 other people — two of whom are also Rock ‘n’ Bloggers, and had a great time chatting and eating.

We made it back to the hotel around 9 or maybe a little before — I lost track. Steff and I quickly laid out our flat runners, and we were in bed by 9:30, with a 6:30 alarm set for the 5K.


img_9890We met up with the group in the lobby at 7 and walked over to the race start. The weather was nice, almost “chilly” with temperatures around 60 and dew points in the 50s. Maybe fall is finally coming?

When we got to the start line, I hit up the porta potty, then the group walked over to the corrals. I split off about three minutes before the start. I wanted to start in my corral because I was planning to target a sub-30 time and I needed to work after the race.

Straight out of the gate, I could tell my legs were tired from the week’s workouts. So I decided to take it easy the first mile to warm up, then focus on speeding up the last two.

The first mile ticked off at 9:44, better than expected, and I pushed to pick up the pace slightly for a 9:29 second mile. I wanted to push to finish under a 9-minute mile for the final mile and got that in with a 8:53. I was able to pull out a little bit of a finishing kick — not much, but I was impressed I had any left.

Official time: 29:04.

14355096_10100633696080495_7798349414655124515_nAfter the race, I met up with Steff and some others, then basically hightailed it back to the hotel to shower and sign on for work. Steff got back to the room in the late afternoon after I finished and we spent time just lounging and chatting before going out for dinner.

When we got back to the room, I noticed a work email suggesting that something may be happening in New York’s Chelsea area. I turned on CNN, but it was too early for anyone to know anything — they weren’t even showing anything.

By that time it was 9:30 and time for bed. There was nothing I could do at that point to help with work — it would be another 2-3 hours before the dust settled and we knew what actually happened.


14317587_10111643982752114_7005900668718917234_nWe set our alarms for 6, and both Steff and I woke up a bit earlier than that. I called the front desk to see if the little Starbucks kiosk — which I could pick up anything I wanted for free because of the Club status — was open yet, and it was. I dashed downstairs to get milk for my usual race day cereal and grabbed a muffin and slice of coffee cake for after the race.

Pretty soon, we were walking to the race start. Albeit a little late for the scheduled 7 a.m. We Run Social meetup — and we had the flag. No worries, though. We got there about 7:10 and folks were still waiting for us. Walking to the start it was clear the humidity and temperature had taken a not-so-nice-turn overnight, but I didn’t think too much of it. At least it was cloudy.

The We Run Social meetup was at the top of the Rocky Steps. I got there with Briana ahead of the rest of the group and said, “We have to run up it.” And so we did.

I split off quickly from the group after a quick photo op because I needed to get to a porta potty. The lines were still a little long, but starting to wane with the race start only 10 minutes away. The race officially kicked off while I was still in line, but I cared 0%. I got my business done and tried to make it to my corral before it went off, but I ended up a corral or two back. Totally fine.

14358902_10100634827912295_8126908113514417012_nI actually ended up at the back of that corral too, and I was trying to run slower to simulate Chicago Marathon race day, so I found myself quickly not dealing with a pack. In fact, as we got to the fountain at the circle not too far from the start, a motorcycle came up beside me. It was the Rock ‘n’ Roll vehicle looking to grab some video of runners during the race. I did a quick cheer and was on my way.

I struggled to hit my pace. I set out to run no faster than 10:30 and kept coming in faster. Not a bad problem to have, but I knew with the heat and humidity of this race day that it meant running the first few miles of the Chicago Marathon slower would be incredibly difficult. I finally hit target pace at mile 4 — thanks to an uphill.

I loved the drums around that point and felt I was getting in a groove. Mile 5 dinged on my watch faster again, but it was a downhill, so I didn’t worry.

As we went into the more unpopulated Fairmount Park, I felt like I was running at the same effort, but my watch told me I was slowing down. I figured it meant there was either a slight uphill or the humidity was starting to get to me. By mile 6.5, I realized I was thoroughly soaked through, probably worse than during any of my summer long runs, even those in the sun! Usually I didn’t feel drenched until mile 8 of those long runs.

It was obvious lots of runners were taking more water than usual — some of the stations between miles 5 and 9 were having trouble keeping the first water tables filled with cups, but there was always a cup to grab, so it wasn’t an issue.

At this point, I knew I just needed to run by effort — which was equating to 11:00-11:10 minute miles at that point, including walk breaks through the water stops. I had figured I’d finish at 2:20 or a little faster, but that didn’t happen. Between mile 8 and the end of the race, I ended up dumping 3 water cups over my head  — which I’ve never done before — as well as stuffing some ice down the back of my bra. It was just. so. humid. I can’t even describe it.

After the bridge at mile 9, I felt we were going a little bit more downhill, and my pace picked up a bit. I wanted to finish strong, so I pushed for a faster final full mile and made it. Less than a mile from the finish line, though, I saw a collapsed runner. By the time I got to her position, there were already a dozen other runners surrounding her and help was on the way, so there was nothing more I could do. Only after the race, did I hear other runners talking about other folks they saw collapse on course. It was a hard day in the humidity.

At the finish line, I did the stupidest thing anyone could ever do 3 weeks out from a marathon — let alone their very first. I jumped at the finish line. And this wasn’t my normal little leap over the line. I had dreams of an epic race day photo of my heels all the way up in the air. I was thinking of those great shots you get when you jump in the air — while standing still.

While moving, it’s a totally different story.

And so I fell. And immediately thought, that was the absolute dumbest thing I’ve ever done. And then immediately thought, I need to get up immediately so no one thinks I’m really hurt and so I don’t impede other runners.

In the split second all this happened, I prayed I hadn’t really hurt anything. A sprained ankle was the last thing I needed. I got up and brushed myself off — it was simply some bruised knees. Well, one was lightly bleeding.

14292332_10111643983046524_1881103417338083372_nOfficial time: 2:23:19.

I met up with Steff and another runner friend, got all my extra medals, and then we chatted for a bit waiting for the other runner friends to finish. At this point, I was done. I was ready to get back to the hotel and get a shower. Everything was so thoroughly soaked in sweat that it was gross. And on top of it, I wanted to make sure to clean my knees. After a little bit of waiting, Steff and I called it — we both had to drive back to our respective homes, and had a checkout time of noon.

Showering felt amazing.

At the end of the day, this half reminded me it was still technically summer. And you have to plan for that. And it also reminded me just how hard it would be to slow my pace for Chicago — which promised to be in better, fall weather. (Oh, and I also found out, via Steff, that two of my running shoes were dead!)

And three weeks later, my left knee is still slightly scraped up — not yet fully healed. It doesn’t hurt, but it goes to show just how stupid a move that leap was at the finish line.


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My Goals and Race Day Plan for the Chicago Marathon

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This is it. After 4 months of training, the Chicago Marathon is TOMORROW.

I can’t believe how fast the time has flown. I’m feeling good about race day, but I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you I’m a little nervous and intimated by the distance. But that’s something I expected — this is my first marathon afterall.

I got into town Friday afternoon and immediately hit up the expo. Traffic was horrible so everything took longer, both getting to the hotel from the airport and getting to the expo. I didn’t get back to the hotel from the expo until a bit after 7.

I originally was scheduled for an 8 a.m. flight out of Reagan today, but I changed it earlier in the week when it looked like Matthew could impact the D.C. region. That ended up being a great call. I was able to sleep in, and now I get to relax all day.

My alarm is already set for the morning. I am in the second set of corrals that takes off at 8 a.m. I suspect I’ll officially cross the start line around 8:10 or so. The weather is looking fabulous. Low humidity with temperatures around 50 at the start line and in the low 60s when I finish.

When I started training for this race, I told myself my solitary goal would be just to finish. That’s still true — but only partially. Secretly, I always had a sub-5 hour time in the back of my mind. Why? I know that’s doable for me, barring any issues that could crop up race day.

As my training progressed, I saw I was more than capable of keeping 11:25 pace needed for a sub-5. My long runs were faster or very close to that pace, and that was with a 4:1 run/walk and in the heat and humidity of summer.

Still, I don’t want to get too far ahead of myself, and above all, I want to ENJOY this race. If that means slowing down, especially in the later miles, then so be it.

I saw my trainer for one last session Wednesday and we came up with a plan. My biggest issue will be not going out too fast. It’s incredibly easy for me at any race, and with the marathon that’s not something you want to do.

We settled on a starting pace for the first 5 miles of 11-minute miles. This is going to be hard. I’ve tried to run 10:30 or slower in races and 11:00 in my final run before the race, and it didn’t happen — I was 20 seconds or so too fast per miles both times.

Adding to the challenge will be that my watch pace will not be accurate pretty early on — the tall skyscrapers of Chicago cause the signal to bounce back and forth. I’ve already taken off my auto lap and auto pause to help deal with this, and I am going to try to hit my lap button every official mile marker.


Without further ado here’s my plan and goals for this race:

— Walk through all the water stops, even if I’m not grabbing any water. Take in some water every other stop at a minimum and make sure to get in at least a few Gatorade cups throughout the whole race, more if I can.

Enjoy the race, the atmosphere, the spectators, the signs, soak it all up.

— Make sure I get in my gummies starting at mile 5 at 5 mile increments, or sooner if I feel like it. I am taking an extra pack.

— Try to remember to take salt tabs. The weather will be good so I shouldn’t need these much, and I often forgot about them even on my long runs in the heat, but they do seem to give me an extra kick.

— Start at a 11-minute pace for first 5 miles, then 10:45 for miles 5-10, then 10:30 for miles 10-15, 10:15 for miles 15-20 and 10:00 for final miles. Honestly, I’m just focusing on the first 10-15 miles for hitting the paces my trainer and I discussed to ensure I don’t go out too fast and don’t speed up too quickly. After that (or even earlier if I need to!) I will listen to my body. I am guessing if everything goes well, I will end up settling into a 10:30 pace — which usually feels comfortable — and try to keep that into the later miles, not worrying about  trying to speed up.

— If I need extra walk breaks, especially in last 10K, keep them to one minute each. Try a 9:1 run/walk and go to a 4:1 if needed. Don’t be ashamed to add extra walks!

— Finish under 5 hours, but don’t focus on that time. Anything can happen race day, and if something does happen, I am just going to be super pleased to finish!

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