Monday, March 16, 2015

summer is here, and so is the humidity

Oh em gee, y'all.  I just about melted during the Zimmmerman Kiser Sutcliffe Winter Park Road Race this weekend!  100% humidity and not a breeze to be had!

I was teaching a test prep course at work all weekend so I didn't get home on Friday til around 10pm.  I somehow managed to get everything I needed for run and work the next morning packed and together, because Saturday started at 4:50 am.  I wanted to make sure I had time to park my car and get to the race area in Winter Park since this was my first time doing the WPRR.  Meagan, Kylie, and I had all signed up for the Distance Dare (2 miler followed by the 10K, to which Meagan and I were like "Is this really a dare?"  We both agreed that it would have made more sense to make it a 5K plus the 10K but we're not race directors so....) 

I got to Park Avenue an hour early and got the last parking spot in the new SunRail lot.  The tents weren't even all set up yet, there were a few people milling around in the darkness, but hey no lines for the bathrooms!  I like Winter Park- it's a fancy-pants area with expensive boutiques and restaurants.  It's fun to wander around and look so that's what I did for a little while- peeked into the darkened store windows of the shops that lined the finish area.  I met up with Meagan after a while and we saw Kylie just for a second as she was running back to her car to put her packet away.  

The 2 miles race started off of a side street and wound through the neighborhood.  It was so crowded with people shuffling along that I ran most of it off to the side up on the sidewalk.  The dark skies started to brighten to grey a little after the 7am start time, we finished the race in just under 20 minutes, and I went 2 blocks straight past the finish to get in line for the 10K.  

 
Can't even see the start line!

I wormed my way to the 8 min/mile pacers.  Figured I'd try my best on this one- maybe MAYBE get in under 51 minutes.  My previous 10K record was 53:56, but the 10K split I ran from the Best Damn Race Half Marathon a couple weeks before was 50:59 so I was going to try to beat that.  

The race course was really nice- I liked running around the neighborhoods filled with enormous houses (some for sale!) and past the lakes- the scenery was very pretty, I'll give them that for sure.  There was a bitchin' hill right about halfway through that I was not a fan of- this is Florida, why is this hill here???

I came upon one of my customers at around the 2 mile mark- Paul is working on finishing up his private pilot certificate.  I knew he'd be out here at the race but I didn't expect to run into him!  He's much taller than me and therefore has quite the advantage of long legs but I'm pretty zippy myself.  He passed me first, I was right behind him for a couple miles, then I passed him just before mile 5.  When we hit the home stretch, long legs won out as we sprinted toward the finish and he beat me by 10 agonizing seconds!  

BUT I recovered quicker and he looked about to die.

HA.  But good job, man.


I didn't immediately know my results but I knew I didn't make my goal.  Yes, I set a PR but I didn't get in under 51 minutes.  So close though!  It can still happen...

The post-race snacks were tasty- smoothies, fruit, rice krispie treats and granola bars.  Thank god for the yellow towels because I was dripping wet.  Not just sweat, mind you, but good lord is was sooooo humid!  The wind wasn't blowing, the post-race area was super crowded, and it was insanely stuffy.  I didn't see Meagan after the race- she had to finish and hustle back home to be with the kids- and I didn't stay super long after I nibbled on my snacks.  I met up for a few minutes with Paul and his girlfriend (who had finished a bit later than us) to chat for a minute, then I had to get back to the airport, shower, and get going on Day 2 of teaching my class.  

 Got my Distance Dare medal for running both races that morning

So pretty!  Sun catcher medal!

Results!  Pretty good: they organized the results a little weird so I had to do some math to figure out my overall placements

Distance Dare Results- 2 mile + 10K

2 mile time: 19:43
10K time: 51:22
Those times made me 17th/462 (top 3%) women finishers of the DISTANCE DARE
and 59th/671 (top 8%) total finishers, including men

10K ONLY ranking: 

51:22 time

302/3,013 total finishers (top 10%)
18/345 in my age group (top 5%)
87/2,007 women finishers (top 4%)

Monday, March 9, 2015

best damn race orlando re-cap

After looking at the weather forecast, I totally thought BDR Orlando on February 28th was going to be the Wettest Damn Race and I was having flashbacks of Wine & Dine last fall.  There was a 70% chance of rain by 10 am, and even thought I was going to be done prior to then I didn't want to ruin the after-party.  

The Best Damn Race is a series, you can find them all over and they tout fast courses, free race photos, and lots of free food, beer, and massages afterwards.  I wouldn't consider it the best race ever, but it was fun and I went in to it to set a new half marathon PR.  6 days before, I'd run the Princess Half Marathon at WDW with an unimpressive time of almost 2:40 (lots of photo stops!) and my previous half PR was from back in December at OUC with a time of 1:51:51.  

I left the house around 5:15 in the morning, got parked in the garage in downtown Orlando by 6:30 (THAT was a cluster) and I made my way a couple blocks to the staging area at Lake Eola.  I had a bag to check with a jacket inside, and I had draped myself in the mylar blanket from Princess on Sunday.  It wasn't cold, but it wasn't warm out either.  I knew 2 other girls running on this morning- Kylie and Meagan- who'd also participated in the OUC half.  I didn't get to meet up with either of them before race start, so I wormed my way into the crowd at the start line.  Look at this ridiculousness- The min/mile pace sections were so close together I couldn't get to where I needed to go!  I found the 2 hour pacer, whom I knew (he works at Fleet Feet) but I was planning on pulling ahead.  There was no 1:50 pacer, just the 1:45.  I set my eye on the 1:45, then a BDR representative counted down an anti-climactic 1-2-3 GO! (no air horn, bell, music, nothing) and we all started off.


I'll spare the details because this race was boring as hell.

Basically, it ran through a residential area east of downtown, past the airport on Crystal Lake Drive (this is where I really noticed how low the clouds were and how foggy and miserable it was out there- glad I wasn't working), then around the path that circled Lake Underhill, then back under the 408 expressway, then back toward downtown through some more residential areas.  

I lost the 1:45 pacer like 3 minutes in to the race but I was finding I was able to hold a pretty steady 8 min/mile.  *When I got back home and looked at my splits, I saw that my first mile was a 7:58!  SEVEN!  SEVEN!  Hot damn!*

Anyway, I was bored.  I was glad I had music and I spend the majority of the time doing mental math and checking my watch every minute, estimating what my time would be at 5K, 10K, halfway, 10 miles in... the mileage signs did not have electric timers on them so there were no other references and I was glad I had my watch!  I cut the corners tight and came in really really close (like exactly 13.1 miles) on my GPS distance.

I felt pretty good the whole race, I could tell I was going to beat my 1:51:51...the question now was by just how much!  I decided a few miles in that I wanted a 4 in my minute-time.  Something in the hour-40s!  I think it was possible because there weren't very many chances to slow down- water only every 2 miles (and Nuun, which I accidentally drank and it was gross) and no food stop.  Well, I mean they were handing out Clif shots like a half mile in but I didn't take any.  

As I came back towards downtown and Mile 10 I found a hill.  Holy mother of all things holy, was that a hill!  My pace dropped to almost a 9 min/mile and I slogged up it.  My feet felt like lead.  Then it started sprinkling.  Not hard, but a steady drizzle stayed for about 15 minutes.  I didn't mind terribly, it felt kind of good.  It was plenty warm, mid-60s by this point.

Finally, I made it to the finish- tried to smile for the cameras but I always look ridiculous while running so I just moved along focusing on my 40s time.  I crossed the finish (did a little happy leap when I saw the clock!) and got my medal.  

I did it!  1:48:29!





 Woo hoo!  I got some snacks, rang the sh!t out of the PR bell, and met up with Meagan when she crossed the finish just over 10 minutes later.




We got some free Pollo Tropical chicken and rice, donuts, bagels, brownies, cokes, and all kinds of other crappy junk food.  Lord, I had the worst stomach ache later on that afternoon!  Go figure.  Anyway, we had a good time afterwards (no free beer for me, had to go to work!) and as I was headed back to my car about an hour later to get to the airport to shower up, I saw Kylie turn the corner and work her way toward the finish!  I gave her a little cheer but I had no time to stay and chat unfortunately.  

I have to say, too- I got a TON of compliments on my Mermaid SparkleSkirt!  Several women approached me at the after-party to ask about it, where did I get it, omg it has so many pockets! etc.  If you're listening, SparkleSkirts- I directed a lot of potential business your way!

Best Damn Results:

Chip time: 1:48:29 (8:18 min/mile)
Place: 119/1,000 total (top 11%)
Age group: 11/107 in the 30-34 range (top 10%)
Gender place: 36/617 females (top 5%)

New time to beat- YES!!!










Wednesday, March 4, 2015

princess half marathon 2015- this one's with a boy

We did it!

Gonzo and Camilla the Chicken ran a race together, they stayed together, and Camilla was on her best behavior.  Like our costumes?
I knew this was going to be a slower race for me because Scot and I do not run at the same pace.  He was dead-set on sticking to his 10 min/mile and nothing was going to change that.  That's what he trained for, so that's what I was going to do with him.  He ran fast for me at that 10K in Apopka back in September (the one that I won, and btw, I STILL haven't gotten my trophy, even after sending emails.  It's a touchy subject.  Pout.)  and he got himself a respectable time, good enough to get him into Corral D.  I was in C and stepped back with him.  
We made it on to the bus just before 4am- it was chilly but not as bad as the day before!  We had our airplane/plant covering blankets and were quite cozy upon arrival at the staging area.  Our friend from Abbey Run Club, Jamie, was running with her mom and a few other friends so she and I  were sort of texting back and forth thinking maybe we'd laughingly try a meet-up somewhere among the 24,000 runners crammed into the Epcot lot that morning!  Scot and I made it through the gates and were inching along past the charity tents toward the stage when the crowds parted a little and I saw Jamie and her group standing right in front of us.  I had no idea she'd be there!  If we'd been 10 feet to the left or a minute later, we would have missed her!  Quick photo op, then we all started the 20 minute walk to corrals.  We parted ways at the intersection, made a bathroom pit stop, and then joined our new crew in Corral D.  Jamie and her mom headed back to O.



At 5:30, the countdown was on!  A dramatic burst of fireworks got Corral A going and we started moving up.  B went 2 minutes later, then C.  The announcers kept us all pumped up pretty good- I remembered to have my GPS watch ready and on this time!  They counted us down, the music started, and off we went.  I got my watch going- the plan was to run the first 5K or so and then switch to intervals if we were feeling the need to.  Since Scot and his long legs just kind of lumber along, he's not much of an interval guy unless he's trying to go fast.  We passed up the first character (never stop for the first character!  It's like stopping at the gas station right next to the airport- costs too much!)

There was a high school band playing with dancers and cheerleaders waving poms poms on the side of the road less than a half mile in- so great of them to wake up and be there for us all!  We could see the line of spectators in the dark off to the left side of the highway- everyone was cheering and screaming and blowing noisemakers and waving signs.  I kept an easy pace with Scot as we tried to weave around the mass of people on the road.  I wanted to gain a little ground, and since I'm a bit faster I kept pulling ahead, turning around, and looking for him.  This running together thing was going to take some getting used to!

Did I ever mention that we DO NOT run together?  Like, ever?

I realized I'd have to get my act together, relax, and try to dial down my Energizer bunny thing I usually have going on.  

We passed the pirate ship with jack Sparrow and Captain Barbosa on the left- Scot thought the line was too long and plus is was still really dark so we didn't stop there.  We also passed a massive line for a photo with the Disney Heros and Princes.  I kinda wanted that photo but there must have been 100 people waiting and I wasn't going to make Scot stand in a line that long.  And I really didn't want to, either.  We carried on toward the Magic Kingdom entrance where I had to stop us for an awkward selfie:


We passed through the sign ("Caution runners, speed bumps ahead!") and ran around the parking lot of the TTC.  Scot asked if we'd run around the Speedway track- I told him no, just the marathon does that.  Which reminded me that they're getting rid of the driving experience and I wondered out loud if the marathon course would change.  We passed some race cars all cranked up and surrounded by lights, fog, and music before happening upon Wreck-It-Ralph.  I looked at Scot- "Photo stop?"  "Sure!" he answered.  The line was short, 3 people, so we hopped in it.

We stood there just long enough for me to get the Fix It Fix It Felix song stuck in my head before moving along toward Mile 4.  The run through the TTC lot is always fun- there's tons of screaming people, cow bells, crazy posters waving around- all over good crowd support!  We saw up ahead the Disney Villains photo stop.  The line was long and I was hesitant (I hate standing still) but I asked him anyway if he wanted to get a picture and he was more than willing.  
We stood in that line for 12 minutes.  12 agonizing minutes!  I hopped from one foot to the other, trying not to be irritated because hello, this is Disney and I'm running a race with my wonderful boyfriend but man did it annoy me to just stand there for that long!  Scot noticed and tried to calm me down, telling me it was okay, we had plenty of time, let's just have fun.  So I made like Elsa and I 

Let. It. Go.

I wasn't running this race for the time.  I wanted to have fun, get good photos, and be there with my man when he crossed the finish line of his first big race.  Did I break away from this photo when it was done and haul ass?  Yep.

Dawn was starting to break a little bit at this time- I thought about last year when I was a mile farther down the road and it was still dark, even though I was 2 corrals farther back.  But then, I was just focused on seeing the sights and finishing the race so I didn't let the clock get to me.  We hit Mile 5 just before entering Main Street into the Magic Kingdom, then we burst through the gate and onstage.

I peeked over at Scot as we ran down Main Street.  He was smiling and had his hand out for some high 5s along the way.  He's pretty understated when it comes to really exciting stuff so to see him actually having fun and not thinking about running was the best.  I briefly glanced around to see if our friend Joe was there in the crowds (he was, but I didn't see him), and then we turned toward Tomorrowland.  We stopped and the unofficial secret photo stop (no photographer here, just whoever is behind you in line takes it) and I think it came out great- I was actually glad to have some bits of daylight for this one!


We got Woody (another quick line, maybe 3 people) in Frontierland, then we hit Mile 6 and ran backstage into the area we'd toured at the end of January.  We saw the big parade float and Snow White but passed- the line for that was too ridiculous and Scot wanted to keep going.  After that, it was on to Floridian Way, past the Grand Floridian Resort, the Poly, and the golf courses.  This part of the course got a little crowded.  We were noticing G corral bibs and some I corral bibs so I knew we were in the thick of things.  We hopped off into the grass at times and scooted along.  The line for Mary Poppins was short, as was Golfing Genie, so we stopped a couple more times.  Scot excitedly said Mary Poppins told him she loved his costume!  

As we were in the Mary Poppins line, I saw the 2:30 pacer go by.  I whimpered a little bit, Scot put his arm on mine and told me not to worry about it.  I wasn't worried about not finishing by any means, I think I just don't like being out running any longer than I have to be.  I hate delays of all sorts- flight delays, traffic, red lights, do not walk signs- I like to get where I need to go quickly.  I took a deep breath, and smiled for the camera.  I know the time I can finish a half marathon in and it was bugging me that I wouldn't be even close to my usual time.  Even though I wanted photos.  Which totally does not make any sense at all, I know, I know.  Energizer bunny, remember?

We hit the Clif Shot stop and took our own Gu packets around Mile 8.  As we got around Mile 9, I saw- the Heroes and Princes!  In the daylight!  With a line 4 people deep!  4!  This put a big grin on my face and we pulled over for the photo.  Scot may have held my waist significantly tighter than in previous photo opportunities.  
 Aladdin, Prince Eric, Flynn Rider, Phoebus, Herc, and John Smith.  And Gonzo!

Right after that, we saw the pirate ship!  Again, with a short line!  How clever of us to not stop in the dark early in the morning and to wait it out!  Can you tell I have the biggest grin on my face here?  

We moved along toward Mile 10 at this point and I told Scot the Green Army Man was coming up.  And some hills!  We passed Mile 10 and started up the curving ramp towards Epcot again.  We heard him shouting out to the masses of runners ahead of us- "Keep going- this is a race!  No walking!"  We stopped, there were 4 people ahead of us.  I told Scot I was gonna do some push-ups with Green Army Man, and did he want to do some with me?  Well, he politely declined, go figure.... until the 2 girls in line ahead of us dropped down while GAM counted out 5 push-ups.  "Well, I guess maybe I can do some" Scot mumbled.  I laughed out loud and handed my camera to the cast member before I dropped down on the grass next to him.

"ONE!  TWO!  THREE!  FOUR!  FIVE!"

Jesus christ, Green Army Man counted slow!  I had dirt and wet grass on my hands but I didn't care.  We stood for a regular picture and then hurried off.  After that adventure came a large hill!  We made a turn around up the overpass, this was a good time for a walk break!  There was a u-turn in there and then we were onward into Epcot!  Along the way, we'd passed and then been passed by several times a guy dressed like the King of Hearts from Alice in Wonderland.  We zoned in on him, determined not to let him pass us again.  Gotta have goals, you know?

With that focus, we ran in to Epcot to the welcoming shouts of some backstage cast members before coming alongside Spaceship Earth, past the fountain, down the garden area toward World Showcase, and back around toward the big ball again.  The Marathonphoto paparazzi were out in force!  I took Scot's hand and we ran under the monorail track, around the flower beds where the Christmas tree usually is, and back toward the finish line.  I had energy to spare and tend to gun it a bit toward the finish but he pulled my hand back and kept me slow.  Didn't want to hurt anything, he said.  I get that.  I was really sore after my first big race and I didn't want him hurting either so I slowed down and we jogged easily toward the finish.  Quick!  One last photo stop!

Scot's looking a little whupped in this photo.  Same kind of face in the official Marathonphoto shots too but he kept going.  We passed the choir singing praises at Mile 13, then ran down the finisher's chute, past the screaming crowds, and I heard the announcer call out my name.  We crossed the confetti-littered finish line hand in hand.  I was a lot less emotional about it than I was last year of course (it's still a big moment, and a welcome relief!) so I was able to keep Scot focused and steer him toward the medals, photos, water, Powerade, bananas, and snack boxes.  
It was warm!  And sunny!  I was glad I'd gone with the visors when I made our costumes.  I picked up my glass slipper medal and then we wandered around the reunion area for a bit. We then stumbled into the half marathon awards ceremony!  We watched for a little bit, stretched out our legs, and clapped for the insanely fast women who won the race. 

As we were walking back to the buses, I heard a girl shout out "Oh look- that's them right there!  Gonzo and Camilla!"  I turned to her, quizzically smiling.  "I was just telling my friend about your costumes!" she said from her seated position in the parking lot.  "Ya'll passed me along the way and I just thought you had the best outfits!  I love the Muppets!"  She turned to her girlfriend next to her.  "That's them!  Aren't they great?"

I gave a big smile and thanked her and told her I appreciated her noticing. 

That?  That that just happened right there?  Is what made my day.

 We were almost back to the hotel when I got a text from Jamie- she was checking in near Mile 10, unfortunately her mom had gotten swept just prior to entering the Magic Kingdom.  I sent an encouraging response to her- we'd see her the next day at Run Club to catch up.

We got back to the room showered up, stretched, then headed back to Epcot for lunch.  We managed to get a walk-up table at Via Napoli in Italy with a 5 minute wait!  Ordered and ate an entire large pizza in 12 minutes.  Yes, we timed it!  


After lunch we got on the road again to get back to the house.  We had to clean up and then attend an Oscar viewing party in fancy dress that night!  I had to make an appetizer to bring so even after we got home, it was no rest for the weary.  But I think we clean up good, yeah?  This?  This was a 22-hour day.
And sure, let's celebrate with a glass or 3 of champagne!

Our times were pretty much the same since we crossed the finish together:


Scot was 653rd/1,717 male finishers
I was 5,219th/18,489 of the female finishers

Our net time: 2:39:12 

My longest half time by far but Scot told me he was okay with it because it would be an easy record to beat if he runs one again!  Good point.