A few months ago I ran the IBM Uptown Classic as part of the RunTex Distance Challenge. For those not in the know, this race kicks off the season with the fastest 10k in central Austin. One of the more impressive things about this race is that it is relatively flat, an oddity in itself for the Austin terrain. As of yet, this is one of the fastest 10ks I’ve run with a time of 52:29 which isn’t too shabby. I beat the previous year by about five minutes, but there’s a reason for that gap.
Last year I was an ass. Yes, an ass. The sad thing is that I was such an ass that I can remember it easily to this day.
It pains me to admit it but I did a silly, silly ass thing the day previous to the race. For a week and a half prior to the race I was ill with a bad cold so I wasn’t able to run. During that time I was able to hunker down with the fantastic book that will motivate even a non runner to throw on a pair of kicks and run around the block: Born to Run by Christopher McDougall.
From that book, I got the idea in my head that I should run around barefoot on the track of one of the local middle schools in order to help my form…the night before a race. My thoughts were that it would establish if I was in fact feeling better since I was almost over my cold and it would also help with my form the next day since I was unable to run for the week previous. Keep in mind that I was running barefoot in October. It might be central Texas, but it’s still not the brightest idea. Despite the cooler weather I was felt like I was in tip top shape, but I discovered that tracks are unforgiving surfaces. This lesson was driven home a few hours later when each one of my toes had a blister.
Fast forward to the next morning when I (and my ten blisters) headed to the starting line at IBM for the longest feeling 10k in my “racing” career. In fact this 10k was the quickest to date, but it felt longer than the ones that took well over one hour. Of course ten of those reasons were the blisters, but I also cut up my forefoot on both feet. In a way it worked out, because with every painful step I knew I wasn’t heel striking. The first half of the race went surprising well considering the foot issues.
However, the race fell apart after three and half miles when the final stages of a cold decided to act up. It was an awful feeling when my body took that moment to expel the remnants of the cold. I had a horrible coughing fit that was so bad that it made me gag.
(An aside: To the nice lady that was running next to me that day, I sincerely apologize because I know I really grossed you out. I know you were torn that day between wanting to be of assistance and wanting to get the hell away from me as quickly as possible. I like to think that I helped contribute to a new PR for you that day. )
Although I could continue my tale of woe, but I’m sure you get the picture of my health that day and the lack of sense that I exhibited the days prior to the race. In fact when looking at last year’s time, my first 5k was 26:44 and the second half was almost four minutes slower at 30:34 for a grand total of 57:18.
Sigh.
But to comment on this year’s run, I was disappointed not to run the 10k in 50 minutes which was my goal. To be honest, those two and half minutes depressed me for a few weeks afterwards. It’s amazing how long two minutes can actually be. They were the same two minutes that prevented me from having a half marathon time less than two hours last year.
(FYI in a post to come: I ditched those two minutes on Scenic Blvd.)