This was my first “bad” run in quite a long time. I just didn’t feel right at all. I hope it was just because of the extreme cold.
The plan was to run most of the Austin Marathon course. I was going kind of easy to save my strength for the race next weekend, which was a bit difficult because the other big training group plus the marathon pacers were out practicing on this route today. I had planned to start at about 5:45, but there were so many people that I didn’t find parking and get ready to run until a little after 6:00. I started off with some other people leaving around that time, but I knew I would not stay with them for long. They were planning on marathon pace for most of the run, and I wasn’t going to go that fast. We followed another group on a little detour near the start, but once we got back to the trail we were on track.
The route was basically the marathon course but with the first five or so miles cut off. I stayed with the group for the first four miles or so, until we reached the water stop on Lake Austin Blvd. They picked up the pace there, and I was on my own plan from then on. I guess I ran pretty consistently. Most people had started earlier than I did, and I spent the next couple hours just moving up through the groups.
The cold really got to me. Every time I stopped to eat one of my gels, I ran into trouble. I had pre-cut the edges like usual, but even with that, I had trouble getting them open. I would use my teeth and still just rip off the very top. Then, once I had an opening, I could not get enough force in my hands to squeeze the stuff out. I know I lost a lot of time and energy on those.
After about eight miles or so I just didn’t feel much like continuing. My legs felt fine and all, but something just felt off. I just pressed on, though, and continued to move through the ranks. After about 15 or 16 miles, I remember thinking about how the differences between the best and worst runs are mostly mental. That was near where mile 21 in the marathon is, and that was where I had trouble last year. It’s so easy to let those demons come out and take over. So maybe this was good practice. I was going through what kinds of things I must know and remind myself of to stay on track when it gets like this.
I mostly snapped out of it when the 3:20 pacers caught me with a few miles to go, and I latched on and ran with them the rest of the way, picking it up pretty well in the last mile or so. I finished at RunTex and just didn’t feel that great. According to the stats, I was fine. Including leaving my watch running through all the water stops (and there were tons of them), I still averaged about 8 minutes per mile for well over 22 miles, and my heart rate was nice and low. Something just didn’t feel right, and I’m hoping it was just the cold. I stuck around and stretched in the cold, and that was not a lot of fun, but I’m sure it helped me.