I ran the OUC Orlando Half Marathon yesterday. It was my third time running the race and my 20th half.
I got enough sleep.
I ate my normal breakfast.
Everything felt fine before the race.
My legs felt heavy from the start.
It was hot.
I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
I thought about DNFing. A lot.
I walked. A lot.
My feet were hurting. (I need new shoes. Again. Sigh.)
My left shoulder pain was back.
I hated every moment.
Somehow I finished.
I was a minute and some change away from a PW. (2:28:11)
I felt nauseated afterwards.
I questioned why I even run in the first place.
I want to forget about it.
You never know what kind of runner you’ll be at a race. They’re all different and when they suck, all you can do is try again.
(If you like happier race reviews, check out this one from Michelle.)