About 3 months ago, my Sister Theresa told me that she wanted to start running and do a race... I talked her into a half to start things off... and I also picked the race for us to do together. She lives in Medford so the Rogue Run sounded like the perfect fit!
|Sportin' our new shirts for the fam!|
Surprisingly, I slept really well, even though I had all 3 kids in the room in a different bed and a different place... But we woke up at 6 for race day... Showered and headed to the fairgrounds to be bused to the starting line. The whole bus ride was freeway... and the whole way, the trail ran by the freeway. It was so fun to see the distance that 13 miles really is!
They finally tell us to get in our pace groups... I go halfway between 9/mm and 10/mm, thinking these are the 9:30'ers and my sister heads off to the "I don’t care" pace group. I actually start crying because I wanted to start the race with my sister, but there was NO way I would find her in the group now. We had talked before and decided we were going "run our own race but see ya at the finish!"
|Freezing our fannies off waiting for the race to start!|
Mile 1 (8:56): Super Stoked to get going! We run through a neighborhood for about a half mile then we are on the trail that will lead us back to the fairgrounds. I remember looking at my watch and telling myself to SLOW DOWN!
Mile 2 (9:07): First Aid station at a park and there were these OLD ladies in Cheerleading outfits doing a cheer for all of us. It was hilarious! I kept telling myself to slow down, slow down, slow down… I wanted to do some 9:30’s for the first 10 miles and then still have gas left in my tank to finish strong so I was freaking out that I was going too fast.
Mile 3 (9:16): Finally was able to start slowing it down for these next few miles, I found an older woman that didn’t look like she was working too hard and then paced off her.
Mile 4 (9:28): Ran next to some rivers, and occasionally we could see the freeway and people driving would honk. So fun!
|Grandpa and the kiddos waiting for Mommy and Aunt TT|
Mile 5 (9:15): The older lady stopped and walked the next aid station, so I lost my pacer. I passed a bunch of people at the aid station and then found a group of guys to stay behind… Until one dude kept blowing snot rockets and I got scared he was gonna hit me with one… So I passed them right quick!
Mile 6 (9:12): Got a text from the family that they were waiting for us. I didn’t know where but I got really excited to see the kiddos… I have never seen then on the course, just at the finish so I was really excited!
|HI Guys! Just what I needed!|
Mile 7 (9:21): Turned the corner and saw Tyson clapping and yelling at me… I was so excited and he ran with me for a while. My Mom and Dad, My Sister’s boyfriend, Hubby and the kiddos were all there to cheer me on… It was so awesome! Except that Evelyn did not like that Mommy kept running past her and started screaming L poor daddy! Another aid station with Animal Crackers (Weird, but good) and I was re-energized from the family visit and feeling good!
|Tyson ran with Aunt TT for a while!|
Mile 8 (9:30): I remember this as the only part of the race that had a hill, and some weird turns so I felt like I kinda lost my groove on this mile, but the mascots and people cheering on the side of the road really kept me going!
Mile 9 (9:14): Another Aid Station, with Mario high-five and some M&M’s gave me another boost because I was starting to get really tired!
Mile 10 (8:59): This is where I told myself before the race that I was going to pick up the pace… So I did… and this mile HURT… Couldn’t seem to get my breathing right, I had a stupid blister that was starting to hurt and my legs were HEAVY… But I knew I could do it… there was only a 5k left! I heard honking coming from the freeway and looked up to the see the family in the Minivan waving! That meant they were heading to the finish line… YAY!
Mile 11 (9:00): I was still hurting and came to another aid station. I didn’t get the electrolytes on accident so I decided to take some fruit snacks. It seemed like everyone had turned up the speed at this mile because we all were really breathing hard. Mile 11.5 was the table of temptation… Wine shots and chocolate truffles… I did the wine shot, but passed on the truffles… NOT a good idea… My tummy started to hurt after that wine. But I remember looking at my Garmin and saying to myself “You’re gonna do this… You’re gonna beat your sub-2 goal, so don’t slow down and don’t quit!”
Mile 12 (8:53): I felt like my lungs and legs were on fire… My blister on my foot was SCREAMING at me but I just kept looking at my watch, figuring out the math and telling myself “one more mile”
|YES!!! THE FINISH LINE... and yes, I am totally looking at the clock! ;)|
Mile 13 (8:52): Turned off the trail and onto the main road to head back to the fairgrounds… And there was gravel. Gravel and I are NOT friends and I immediately trip on a huge rock and almost fall over. I hear people behind me gasp cuz they were sure I was going down! It hurt a little, but thankfully I didn’t twist my ankle or anything. The gravel was short and then onto to main road to the finish. The streets were lined with volunteers every 50 feet or so, clapping and cheering us on…Those volunteers are the only thing that kept me going, I felt like I couldn’t breathe, my legs were DONE and my blister was huge… I was DONE! But I turned a corner and saw the finish line, looked at my watch and went for it… I sprinted to that finish line and crossed the first timing mat right at the clock ticked 2:00:00 (1:59:48 officially)
I ran right into my Hubby, and instantly started crying… I got my medal and sat down on the curb as quick as I could. Evelyn was there and she was still a little pissed about the running by her incident so she was pretty clingy and not too happy with me. I sat on that curb for a while but then I needed to pee, so I got up and headed to the bathroom. On my way over there, my Dad tells me that Theresa just texted and she is at mile 12.
|Theresa at the Finish Line! A great place to be!!!|
She was speeding to the finish, faster than anyone (mainly herself) had thought, so I hurry up and go pee. I got back to the finish line, just in time to see her coming down the Shute to cross the finish line in 2:29:48, AMAZING! I cannot believe how well she did for her first race, with only 10 weeks of training! My sister rocked her first half! I got an e-mail from her not 24 hours after the race, asking me to make her a new training schedule to help her get faster for her next race… can you say, addict!?!?!?! ;) YAY! I cannot WAIT to do another race with her and watch her continue her running journey!
The Rouge Run is one of those races that I will do EVERY year that I can! It had it all… awesome swag, awesome course, awesome volunteers… Awesome everything! J