This morning was the Bolder Boulder, a race that has been happening in Boulder, CO for the last 30 years. It’s huge, it’s the largest timed road race in the country, the second largest road race in the country (it’s right behind the Peachtree 10k in Atlanta, GA), and it’s the 5th largest road race in the world in terms of participants. It’s HUGE! There were about 53k runners, and I was one of them. It was all very exciting.
Now, I don’t exactly like running, in fact, I like to say that I hate running. It’s just not as fun as cycling (it takes forever to get to where you’re going and you don’t see as much) or swimming (I’m a fish, I love the water, I used to enjoy swimming, even if it’s been a while since I’ve done it, swimming, in my opinion is better than running), but by the 3k mark of the Bolder Boulder, I was enjoying running.
It was the first time in a long time (actually, it may have been the first time ever) that I was actually in a good place mentally while being athletic, I wasn’t counting down the miles or cursing at the hills, I was enjoying it. And really, I don’t think that’s every happened in the last year in which I’ve been riding, I’m usually in a bad mental spot, I have problems getting out of my head when I’m riding, but I did it today with running. Very exciting for me.
I took off a little fast in the first mile, in fact, by the 1k mark, I was walking because my shins had cramped up. It actually hurt less to run; but because someone very wise told me to listen to my body and not push it too hard because she didn’t want to have to come get me from the medical tent I walked miles 2 and 3. (Plus, I hadn’t really trained to run. The last time I ran was in April and it was all of 3 miles.) After miles 2 and 3, I picked up my pace again, and did decent.
I had a goal of doing 15 minute miles, I figured this was good enough because 1) I hadn’t really trained and 2) I had to do 6 miles (that’s more than what my quasi-training covered by double). As I said, I over did my first mile and walked miles 2 and 3 and then I walked ran miles 4-6.
These were my splits and I’m happy with them. Could I have done better, yes, but that would’ve required that I trained, and I didn’t so these are perfectly good times for me:
|pace:||13:27 (based on net time)|
This being my first 10k run, I now have a PR (personal record) of 1:23:30.72 and plenty of room to improve. I know that I need to back off on the first mile, I over did it this time and that forced me to go slower than I would’ve preferred on the second two miles (even if I was close to my 15 min mile goal). If I had gone a little slower, I could’ve probably made it to the end of that mile and kept on running through the next 2, I think I needed to have at least 13:30 min miles in the first 3 and then I could’ve ran closer to the 12 min mile mark for the last 3. My times are all over the place and I would like to see them become more constant.
Also, I need to consciously choose to practice the concept of the Negative Split which is something that Gale Bernhardt discussed with us on Friday night. The Negative Split concept is to start out with the beginning half going slower than you think you ought/want to and then plan to finish fast.
This race was a learning experience, I’ve got an idea of what I need to do to improve and I’m excited. I called a friend to tell her how I did and she said, “now imagine if you had trained how much better you could’ve been. You’ve got the potential to be something great if you’d just train.” That’s not the first time I’ve heard that this week, and now I’m willing to actually put aside my stupidity (at least for a little while) and get serious about training and doing things the right way to see what I can become.