Race Recap: Arizona Half Marathon
This is where we started. It was a beautiful course. Gorgeous scenery, rolling hills, well manned (for the size) water stops and big mileage markers. The start time of 8:30 may have been a bit late for the weather, but this is unusually warm weather for this time of year in the Phoenix area. They had plenty of water, apples, oranges and bagels, even for our late arrival at the finish. It was a well run event.
My sister was there with me and we ran, we walked, we talked, and generally had a good time. But the day was not what I had hoped for. There are no excuses. I finished the 13.1 miles. Just not the way I had planned. It was not my day. And I am tired of over-analyzing and beating myself up for every bad run. They have happened before and they will happen again.
I will say it was hot and I thought (at the time) that I was dehydrated. I had G2 and added water from the water stops (bottled). But in hindsight and more conversation, the issue may have actually be over-hydrating. Either way, it wasn’t a great feeling.
The plain truth may be that I just don’t want to pay the price it takes (during the race) for PR’s. Maybe it is something I can train for, feeling uncomfortable and pushing myself physically (and mentally). Or this could have just been another bad run. Right now I just don’t know. I like races and might just drop the pressure of goals or PR’s. Again, I can’t keep beating myself up or this just isn’t fun anymore.
So, as any runner does after a bad race, I ask myself what is next? For right now, nothing. Recovery. Ask me again in a week.