Last June, I ran my
first half-marathon in
South Bend, and on Saturday morning in
Indianapolis, I ran my second.
My goal was to maintain a steady 10:30/mile pace over the course of the race. I wanted to finish in under 2:20, and I'd hoped that I'd be able to finish in 2:15.
On Friday afternoon, Adam and I made the 3.5 hour drive down to Indy. We stopped by the expo to pick up my packet, and then grabbed a
pizza dinner with our friend A in Broadripple. On Saturday morning, we awoke bright and early to perfect running weather: high 50s and overcast. We drove downtown and met up with my brother, C. He goes to college just outside of Indy, so he came in to cheer me on. What a nice brother!
Just before the 7:30am start, we observed a moment of silence for Boston, followed by the national anthem, and "Sweet Caroline." Then, we were off! I started
my Garmin, so I'll recap each mile with my splits.
Mile 1 - 9:38: I started way back in Corral S. I probably should've moved up to a higher corral because the first quarter-mile was slow going. I jumped up onto the grassy median to get out of the scrum of runners and immediately spotted Adam and C.
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| I can't believe I'm putting this photo on the internet. Adam is a terrible race photographer. I think I'm complaining to my brother about how slow the people in my corral were and also trying to high five him. |
After I passed them, I sped up to make up for lost time. I overcompensated a little, as you can see with my split of 9:38. Oops.
Mile 2 - 10:17: Trying to rein it in a bit. I fell in step behind a group of four girls who dubbed themselves the "Sole Sisters" and who were wearing neon green and pink. They seemed to be running at my same pace, so I used them as my pacers. This mile featured octogenarian belly dancers and a high school punk rock band.
Mile 3 - 10:27: I don't really remember much about this mile. I was just trying to maintain my pace. This mile featured renaissance faire enthusiasts in their full garb.
Mile 4 - 10:25: This mile started out with a misting station, which was awesome.
Mile 5 - 10:37: We ran through downtown Speedway, IN. That's right; I ran to a whole different town in this race! I took my first energy gel here because I was starting to feel a little tired. I ran ahead of the Sole Sisters right as we entered the Speedway, and they disappeared into the crowd behind me.
Mile 6 - 10:21: Holy crap! I was running on the famous Indianapolis Motor Speedway! So cool! Oh, hi, IU cheerleaders. Thanks for coming out and giving me high fives and cheering for me.
Mile 7 - 10:29: This is the coolest! OMG I JUST RAN OVER
THE BRICKS!!!! (I'm mad that I didn't stop and kiss them, like the Indy 500 winner always does.)
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| I'm too cheap to buy this image. $30 for one photo? You must be joking, MarathonFoto. |
Mile 8 - 10:29: After running the full 2.5 mile loop inside the Speedway, we exited the track and headed back toward downtown. I was feeling pretty good, and was happy that I was right on pace.
Mile 9 - 10:40: Two of the Sole Sisters reappeared, but quickly passed me. At this point, I didn't care. I was coming down from my adrenaline high in the Speedway and was starting to fade a little. I knew that if I pushed myself to maintain their pace with 4 miles to go, it would be bad news.
Mile 10 - 10:43: I was really starting to feel fatigued, both physically and mentally, so I took another energy gel and gave myself a silent pep talk. I think it was the polka band, though, that really gave me the boost I needed to keep going.
Mile 11 - 10:26: At mile marker 11, I could see the downtown skyline just across the river, so I knew the finish line was getting close. I was right on pace with where I wanted to be, so I just told myself to maintain that pace, even though it hurt. Fortunately, my BFFs Carly Rae Jepsen, Ke$ha, and One Direction rallied with back-to-back songs on my iPod to help me along.
Mile 12 - 10:34: Ouch ouch ouch. I wanted to stop and walk so badly, but I knew my goal was within reach, so I kept pushing. I thought a lot about the marathon during miles 11 and 12. Hopefully I'll be able to make it through the training and the race because at that point, I couldn't imagine running another half-marathon on top of what I'd already run. We overlapped a bit of the course during mile 12, so the octogenarian belly dancers made a second appearance.
Mile 13 - 9:52: The course turned for the final straightaway. I knew the finish line was up ahead, and I knew that Adam and C would be somewhere along the road cheering for me, so I tried to pull myself together mentally and pick up the pace. For a few minutes, I thought I could still make my 2:15 goal, but with about a half-mile to go, I realized that I didn't have
that much in me. I was struggling, but kept trying to move faster. About 1/3 mile before the finish line, I saw Adam and C. I gave a feeble wave, which was about all I could muster, and kept my focus on finishing strong, even though every thought in my mind was "Where the f*** is that finish line and why haven't I crossed it yet?!?"
Final .1 - 2:22: I must've done a lot of weaving around on the course because my last .1 mile was actually .25 mile. Finally, I put my hand over my heart for Boston and lunged across that finish line.
My final time was
2:17:18, a new PR by almost 16 minutes! I was soooo happy to be done. I grabbed a bottle of water and chugged half of it before a volunteer placed the medal around my neck. I met up with my cheering section, and we walked slowly back to the car.
I ran my first half-marathon with my friend E. We trained together and ran the race together, so to do it all alone this time was a totally different experience. I was really proud of myself for maintaining such a consistent pace over
the course of the race. This race gave me some great perspective on
how I want to approach marathon training, and a strategy for how I want to run that race.
Overall, I thought the Mini Marathon was a great race, and I would recommend it. The course was nice and flat, and it was super cool to get to run around the Speedway. There were tons of water and Gatorade stations (adorably called "Pit Stops") along the course, and one station with energy gels. Parking downtown was easy, and the expo was huge. The race features elite runners (the winners were from Kenya and Ethiopia), which is fun for spectators. My only complaint about the race is that the shirts were "unisex" (a.k.a. men's shirts). It always bums me out to get a race shirt that I know I won't wear because it doesn't fit me. But we did get hats along with our shirts, so that was nice. If you've never been to Indy, the Mini Marathon is a good excuse to go visit a great town. Maybe you'll even PR!