Dallas (Half) Marathon 2018

The Dallas Marathon was my first half marathon in 2010, and my first full marathon in 2011. I’ve participated in it every year, always opting for the full marathon after the first one. This year, due to my goals, I discussed with my coach and we decided the half marathon would be a good way for me to still carry on the tradition, without compromising my training for Houston.

Results of my past full marathons in Dallas reflect my love/hate relationship with this course: 4:32, 5:12, 4:31, 4:17, 4:26, 4:46. So honestly up until before race week, I felt okay about running the half instead.

To be honest though, I was a little sad on race week. Nostalgia and all. But not stressing about running 26 miles while walking around the expo was kind of nice.

I made a stop by the Cowtown booth to “ooh” and “aah” over the 2019 race shirts and medals. Don’t forget, if you want to run this great race you can still register under my team “Anyone Can Run” and use promo code AMBASSADOR5 to save a total of $10 on a Sunday race. 

On race day morning, the weather was perfect – for a marathon. 🙂 High 30s, slight wind. The high for the day was only going to be in the 40s. I take credit for the great forecast, since I wasn’t running 26 miles. My friend and I lined up in the start corral, and I also met one of my RunRelated teammates who is also training for Houston. I was in shorts, with long sleeves (that I could push up), throwaway gloves, and my headband.

Tip: save heat sheets from previous races to stay warm at the start! (Mine was around my legs)

Then we were off. I focused on a consistent, steady pace, only looking at my Garmin once or twice a mile. I kept the Garmin on the lap screen so I didn’t see the total time, only lap distance and pace. Mile 3 went a little bonkers, because my pace showed some unrealistic 6 and 7 minute paces, then buzzed quite a bit before the mile marker. I knew that one would be off. But I didn’t let it bother me. The hills in the middle of the race can be tough if you’re not prepared, but I knew once we were past 15k, the course would flatten out. Much better than how San Antonio had that crazy hill at mile 11.

Throughout the race, I had pulled off my gloves and tucked them away. The sun peeked out, and I moved my headband to my wrist. I pushed my sleeves up and was starting to sweat.

When the half split from the full at mile 9, I wasn’t even sad. After the turn, I saw the mile 22 banner across the road (where the full course joins back up). I smiled when I realized I was running strong and I wasn’t crying on this stretch of road for probably the first time. 🙂 It cooled off a little with the wind and some shade, so pulled my sleeves back down as I covered this last part of the course. I tried to pick up my pace for the remaining couple of miles to finish strong. It looks like the hills took their toll. I didn’t look at my overall time until I crossed the finish line and stopped my Garmin.

As I made my way through the finisher chute, picking up all my post race goodies, I was smiling. I had run a good race at Dallas for the first time in a few years. It was my fastest half marathon all year – and my fastest half since 2016. I sat down on the curb with my chocolate milk and took it all in.

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Mentally, I would have liked to be a little faster going into Houston, but physically this is what I accomplished. Hills and all, I’m proud of what I ran. It was consistent, and it shows progress. I’ve basically decided the half is the way to go at Dallas, because I closed out my 2018 racing year on a positive note.

 

 

 

Next up, Houston!

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Dallas Marathon 2017

Oh goodness, how I hate to love this race! I’ve written in the past about my love/hate relationship with the Dallas Marathon, but each year I grow to love it even more. 

It was my first half marathon in 2010, my first full marathon in 2011, and  my slowest marathon in 2012. I’ve planned to run this race (the marathon) every year since, even though it’s not always the best time of year for me. 

I miss my goal more often than not, but the experience for the runner has improved a lot from my first time in 2011. 

This year, my friend and I signed up for the (inaugural) Weekend Series, which included a race on Saturday and Sunday. By completing the series, we would get some nice bonuses, namely a jacket.  

I went to the expo early on Friday, and was excited that I had the chance to meet Shalane Flanagan. I mean, it’s not every day you get to meet an Olympian who also happened to win the NYC marathon last month. 


I picked up my race bibs for the 5k and marathon, my two race shirts, and for being part of the weekend series – a poster and socks. Not a bad haul so far. 

I stocked up on more Nuun at the expo, and found my name on the car. 


Then I stopped by to check out the Cowtown table. 


Saturday, Leda and I went together to the 5k. Our goal was to run easy and have fun. If we finished under 30 minutes that meant we ran too hard. My goal was to not look at my Garmin and enjoy the run. It was cold! Our time was around 31:00, and I never looked at our pace. Yay me! We kept it easy and had fun. Mission accomplished!

Sunday for the marathon, the weather started off nice and cold. Temps were in the mid 30s but it was supposed to warm up to high 60s for the day. I used my Cowtown disposable jacket to stay warm at the start (and tossed it by mile 3).


 Leda and I had our race plan. We were going to run it together. My job was to hold her back. Her job was to keep me from settling for lesser goals. One of the runners from our group ran past us at mile 10 and yelled hello. He was running his first marathon. Then at mile 12, we saw three other friends from our group on the course cheering and taking pictures. It was great! 


By mile 13, Leda started pulling ahead and I didn’t feel like I could hold that pace. My stomach was feeling off, and I ducked into a porta potty somewhere during mile 15. She was too far ahead for me to call out, so I knew we were probably done running together. I was on my own. 

I held it close to race pace for a couple more miles, then made another stop close to mile 20. I had also refilled my handheld bottle a few times since that first stop. I used my Nuun tablets just like always. 

After the monster hill I walked up  in mile 20, I tried to pick up the pace. But whenever I pushed, I had to back off due to nausea. I continued drinking from my bottle, and settled into a run/walk for as long as it took. I’d either feel better, or I would just finish for the jacket. I did notice for the last few miles that I was very thirsty. I probably refilled my bottle 4 times in the second half of the race, but my mouth was still dry.  I also noticed that my top wasn’t drench in sweat like it was earlier in the race. When I made it to mile 25, I mustered enough energy to run a slow final mile. I crossed the finish, smiled at my friends cheering, and picked up my jacket. Then I worked my way to where my husband, Leda, and her husband were waiting for me. 

When I finally stopped moving, my face started feeling funny. A tingle and a wave of nausea had me headed to the nearest trash can. Then both of my arms started tingling, feeling numb. My stomach was still upset, so we walked over to the porta potties. When I came out, we were right by the medical tent and Leda asked me to get checked out. She said this wasn’t normal for me. I explained what was going on, and the nice guys had me take a seat. They checked my blood sugar, pulse, blood pressure, etc. They had me stay until my numbers came closer to normal and I was feeling more like myself.


 Really, I just wanted some pancakes, but IHOP had packed up long before. 

When I felt steady, we searched for a good place to take a picture, and ran across Meb. He graciously signed our bibs and took a picture with us. It was great!


Then we got our picture together, tying a bow on our 20 weeks of training together. Leda did get a PR by a couple of minutes, and I’m so glad she had a good race. 


Me, I’m going to work on my nutrition. I didn’t carb up and hydrate enough in the days leading up to the race. I think that definitely played a part in my race. I’ve heard from several people how fast it warmed up, and I guess I just didn’t notice it.

I was happy with all the goodies from race day. Two medals, a finisher shirt, and a jacket just for finishing Sunday’s race. I loved the medal this year too. You can flip the top back and make it stand. Dallas has done a good job improving the runner experience each year. I liked the course layout this year, even with the monster uphill. 


If you made it this far in the post, thank you for reading! I felt so much support and encouragement going into this race. I will keep pushing, and one day I’ll get to run the race I trained for. 

Some Long Runs

The past month has been a blur of Friday night football games with late night pickups, Saturday marching band contests, and the first few swim meets. Oh, and there were a few really long runs to get ready for Dallas Marathon thrown in there too.

Training has been different this year, since we usually have at least 1-2 others with us for the long run, and that’s a good thing. We had some cold weather the day of the 20 miler.

Even Chloe was happy we turned on the heater at home.

On the week we ran 22, we had several others with us for most of the run. It wasn’t very cold that day.

This past Saturday my friend was out of town for Rock ‘n Roll Las Vegas, so I was hoping to have some company for most of the 18 miler. It turned out that almost everyone was out of town or somewhere else that day. We had a small group and more guys than girls, and they were faster than me. After mile 3, I was flying solo. Fortunately, my husband came out on his bike to keep me company. He joined me around mile 5, and stayed with me to the end, not once complaining about riding a slow 6-6.5 mph. It was nice having that time together, because this is the point of the training cycle when I feel selfish. No matter how hard I try, my Saturdays are consumed by running when the mileage ranges from 18-22. Not only am I running until almost lunch time, but I’m too wiped out in the evening to be much fun. Especially after a Friday night football game. This past week, I was asleep by 9 pm! Having that time together on the road was nice.

I was pretty happy with my pace for the run too. It was my fastest 18 miler of the cycle (out of the 3 I’ve done), but my quads were sore the next day. But now we start backing the long runs down. Less than 4 weeks to race day!

 

 

Upcoming Races

Since I have a race coming up Saturday, I thought I’d write a post about my upcoming races, and my plan for the next several months.

Saturday, I’m running my only half marathon for this marathon training cycle I’m in. It’ll be Showdown in Fairview, and I’ve done it for a couple of years now. I’m looking forward to it for a few reasons. I’m going to the race with friends. I’ll be using my half marathon time to help set my marathon goal. Although the temperatures won’t be as cool as I’d like, I’ll at least have a general idea. Also, I know they have chocolate milk at the finish.

The first weekend in December, I’ll be running the half at Rock ‘n Roll San Antonio (with Team Chocolate Milk). This is a fun weekend trip that my friend and I have done the past two years, and it’s kind of a celebration of all our hard work marathon training – by running 13 miles. 🙂

The second weekend in December is the Dallas Marathon.

I’m still working out a few races for January and February, but I’ll probably be running the Hot Chocolate 15k again this year in Dallas. That was a fun race, and it’s early in February.

Then at the end of February, I’ll be running the 40th anniversary of the Cowtown Marathon. This is a great race with all the distances covered over the weekend. 5k, 10k, half, full, ultra. Right now, I’m planning to run the marathon on that Sunday, but I’m considering adding the 5k on Saturday to complete the Cowtown Challenge.

Then in March, I’ll be running the Rock ‘n Roll Dallas half marathon.

That’s what I have so far! Will I see you at any of these races?

How far out do you plan your race calendar?

Marathon Training, An Announcement, and a 10K

I can’t believe it’s been this long since I’ve updated my blog. A lot has happened in my running world, and there’s so much to tell you! I’ll do my best to catch up without turning this post into a book.

I just finished up week four of training for the Dallas Marathon. I’m using the Simple Marathon Training book by Jay Johnson. My friend and I decided we would do this together, which makes it so much better. It’s a 20 week plan, which I haven’t done one that long since my first marathon, but I like the way the training is laid out. The day training started, I was finishing up my last day of camp in Glorieta, New Mexico with our youth. The cooler temperatures (55-60 degrees) and low humidity in the mornings were amazing for running, the 7500 feet of elevation and hills – not so much.

Then Texas welcomed me back with its wonderful high humidity and temperatures.

The training has been going well so far, with one hard workout during the week and the long run being the hardest parts of the week. The rest of the running is done at an easy pace. I’ve been working on slowing down my easy runs, and I think by meeting my friend each day that is helping me. I run a little bit faster pace than she does, so it allows me to slow down as we chat the miles away. School started this week, so the early mornings have become just a tad earlier. My main focus this year is sleep and nutrition. I figure the running part takes care of itself, because I don’t struggle with consistency or getting my miles done. It’s the discipline in the kitchen and getting to bed early enough. If I don’t gain back the five pounds I lost over the spring and summer, I’ll be happy with that.

Somewhere in the midst of my marathon training, I found out some good news. I’m going to be an ambassador for the Cowtown Marathon for their 40th anniversary. I’ve run this race every year since 2013 and I’m excited about this opportunity! Expect to hear more about this race that’s coming up in February.

This past Saturday, the training had a 5k race on the schedule. It worked out perfectly because there’s a local race I’ve done every year since I started running. The United Way Hustle for Health 5k/10k was my first 5k in 2010. The past several years, I’ve opted to do the challenging 10k instead of the 5k. The purpose of the 5k race on week four was to get an estimate with a race calculator for my race goal. I figured a hilly 10k in August would be even more accurate, since I tend to run the shorter distances faster. 🙂 There was a good sized group from our running group with a mixture of 5 and 10k runners. Also, two of my kids ran the 5k together. To me, racing is much more fun when you know other people there.

I wasn’t sure what to expect on my time. The race didn’t start until 8:30, so it was warm. My goal was to run the first half by effort, second half (which is the flat and fast 5k course) faster, and run under 55 minutes. I hit the first mile split in 8:24 and the second in 8:13. Oops. Usually when I run this race, I don’t really start pushing until the turnaround of the second 5k. When I came to that point though, I was feeling the heat from the sun. At every water stop after the first half, I would sip a little and pour the rest of the water over my head. Normally I just stop once in a 10k. According to my Garmin data, it was 81 degrees and 79% humidity, and the sun was blazing. No wonder I felt hot. I got a little nauseous in the last mile so I didn’t drop my pace like I wanted to. It was slowest mile (8:50), and I focused on not throwing up. My husband was riding alongside me for the last couple of miles which helped. There is a nice little downhill right before the finish line so I was able to finish fast with a time of 54:18 and an age group win. I’m satisfied with my effort.

My kids ran together. My daughter wanted to encourage my son who hasn’t run much lately. She told him if he finished under a certain time, she would take him for ice cream. He missed it by a little over a minute. But he has a goal for the next race in September.

 

Our group had a great turnout, and this isn’t everyone. Almost all of us placed in our age group in either the 5 or 10k. 

The race certainly energized my training, and next month we have another local 5k race. I’m not sure how I’ll work it into my training, but I’ll get it done.

 

 

BMW Dallas Marathon

It’s the most wonderful time of the year…

Yes, Christmas, but it’s also that time of year for the Dallas Marathon. While my Facebook feed is full of people sharing Christmas memories, mine pops up with marathon memories.

I’ve been running the Dallas Marathon every year since 2010 (minus the ice storm of 2013) when I ran my first half. My first full marathon was Dallas in 2011 and I’ve registered for the full every year after. The race experience continues to improve, and this year was the best so far.

As I started my taper week, I had all kinds of stuff going on. Let’s just say it wasn’t the most relaxing race week. I didn’t really have the time I wanted to focus on rest, recovery, and preparing my mind for Sunday. But in a way, I wondered if it was beneficial that I didn’t have time to over-think and wonder if I was prepared. Basically I didn’t have a chance to worry.

We planned our trip to the expo on Saturday when the elite ambassadors would be on the speaker stage. I enjoyed this last year, and carried their advice through the race with me. I wanted that again.

I got my bib signed by Desi, Deena, and Ryan Hall. I met Deena and Desi last year, but this was the first time I’ve met Ryan Hall.

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To me, that made the 16 weeks of early mornings and long runs totally worth it. I also knew they would be handing out medals at the finish line, and that became one of my race goals since I was oblivious the last two years. I love that they are so willing to give of their time to the running community!

I snapped a picture of my Dallas Marathon history.

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I ended up missing lunch, but I made an early dinner when we got home. I never really felt bloated from too many carbs, but I felt like I was loaded and ready to run 26.2.

Race day weather was perfect for me. Temps in the 50s with a little wind. My husband and I got there early with time to chill in the convention center, then I met up with my friend in the start corral.

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We ran the first five miles together, and then I moved into race pace. My plan was to run the first 5 miles in the 9:20 range, then bump up to race pace (9:05-9:10). She’s been battling foot pain, so her plan was to finish. I felt good. It was overcast and there was a little bit of a mist to keep us cool.

I felt like I was holding back in the first five miles (which was a good thing) but at mile 10 all of a sudden my legs felt heavy. I took in my fuel about half a mile earlier than planned, and it seemed to help some. Then I was doing okay holding onto my pace, but it felt harder than it should’ve. My hydration was fine, my nutrition was fine, but my legs felt like I had on ankle weights.

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My pace started to fall off when I was running by the lake (miles 16-17). There was a crosswind and I got a little chilled, but it didn’t last long.  At mile 19, I made a quick porta-potty stop. I lost my sub 4:00 goal, and was losing my 2nd goal – to PR. I negotiated a third goal in my head, and then a fourth. I walked, I ran, I walked, and I ran. In the last four miles – straight into the wind – the goal became to finish the best I could and still be proud of my race. My legs were shuffling and so very heavy. The distance on my Garmin was almost a half a mile off from the mile markers. I finally stopped looking at the watch. I ran the entire last mile, and I felt like I was barely moving.

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Positive Splits (you’re doing it wrong)

When I was coming down to finish, I saw one of my Team Chocolate Milk members waving to me. That was encouraging, and so was seeing the announcer at the finish line.

This is my blazing fast finish (10:45 pace) captured by my husband.

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I spotted volunteers handing out medals, and then saw Ryan Hall. I waited behind two people to get my medal from him. Then I saw Leo Manzano handing out medals too. That experience was worth the pain of the race, and gave me a positive outlook for my finish. That was also my final race goal – to get my medal from an elite runner. 🙂

I am so grateful for all the volunteers, police officers, and spectators – and especially seeing those who cheered specifically for me. Thank you Jennifer and your pool noodle! 🙂 It made an unpleasant run much better.

 

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Team Chocolate Milk!

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I am so thankful to Dallas Marathon for a great race experience! It truly was a great weekend. There will be another race, and I’ll get that sub 4!

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Marathon Recovery and Cookies

For the past two weeks, post Dallas Marathon, I put a concerted effort on recovery. In some ways this was harder than I expected it to be, but getting ready for Christmas helped out in keeping me busy.

The plan was to take an entire week off from running after the marathon. I made it to Saturday. My friend and I decided to show up for the group run because we were craving the company. A nice five miler was enough to get it out of my system. I spent Sunday at the pool, and then eased back into running a few days last week. I also swam a few more times. The swimming was a good way for me to feel like I was doing something, without taxing my legs.

The week of Christmas the weather was nuts here. My runs were done in warm, humid temps. One was a little too fast (because my legs told me so later in the day).

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Then cookie baking on Christmas Eve. What happens when I’m too tired from baking to finish rolling dough and cutting out cookies? My 17 and 12 year old take over, and we get gems like this:

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Then the group run again on Saturday where I was the slowest one there and tried to keep up. I didn’t run as many miles as I planned, but my legs still got a good workout.

 

We later spent the day at my parents’ house, then drove through a few tornado warnings on our way home. That was scary, but it brought a weather shift.

Sunday was rainy and cold – and we had water coming in the crawl space in our house, so we were running the pump on and off, all day and night. I took this time inside to finish planning out my goals for the first half of 2016 and I’m excited about what’s coming.

This week, I was ready to get back to training. A combination of rest and too many cookies ups the motivation a bit. On Monday morning, I started with the treadmill because of the cold and rain. By the time I got done, we had snow. Texas.

I hope everyone had a good Christmas, and will have a safe and happy New Year. I’m looking forward to connecting with you in 2016.

 

 

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