This is gonna be short and sweet because there's not a lot to say about this race. I originally signed up for the marathon, wanting to earn my 6th Marathon Maniac star, but then I ended up adding Wyoming to my fall race schedule and this race was no longer needed. I'm not one to waste money on race registrations, so I downgraded to the half since I have never done a half marathon in Texas (I did the Dallas Marathon back in 2012 so no need to repeat the state).
I picked up my bib and shirt the morning of the race (I arrived in Tyler the day before but packet pickup wasn't open very late). I ended with a way too big shirt because (shockingly) they ran out of smalls. Ya know what I hate?? When you sign up for a race and they're all like "T shirt size?" and you're all like "hell yeah I'm a small" and then you get to the actual race and they don't have your size. Why even ask me what size I want if you are just going to give any ole' size to any ole' person? If X amount of people sign up for your race and Y amount ask for a certain size, don't you order Y number of shirts in that size plus extras for late sign ups?? Apparently this is rocket science. The race started at the Rose Center and there was plenty of parking. No troubles there. The marathoners started 30 minutes before the half marathoners, so I sat in my car until about 10 minutes to go. The race started on time and we were shortly greeted by our first hill (FYI - this is a very hilly course). And ya know what was at the very top of that very first hill?? Some train tracks. And ya know what was on those train tracks?? A train. The leaders were stopped in their tracks waiting for the train to pass. Since I was towards the middle, I wasn't affected.
|We ran A LOT on cobblestone.|
My plan for this race was to just take it easy. But ya know what never happens in a half marathon?? Taking it easy. My first few miles were in the 9's, far from easy for me especially on a hilly course. After a few miles I found my way down to a steady 10:00 minute pace. This was going all fine and good until I got to an intersection just past mile 5 and there was a police officer there stopping everyone in the race so he could let traffic through the intersection. I stood there for a good minute while he kept letting car after car go through. There would even be large spaces between the cars and he would wait for the next car. After uttering a few curse words and laughing (because you have to admit that it's kinda funny), we were allowed to proceed through the intersection. My next few miles were still hovering around 10:00, so at least I had that.
|Y U NO let us go, officer?|
As I said earlier, this course is really hilly. I remember very few flat sections. We ran mostly through neighborhoods and along some busier streets. The course as a whole was pretty uninteresting and not scenic at all. Our presence did not please a lot of the Sunday morning drivers. We got a lot of dirty looks and one guy even turned around at an intersection and burned rubber in the other direction which I thought was both funny and really immature. Why don't people just stay in bed on Sunday morning?
|This might be flat.|
Around mile 7 or 8, I felt a very brief flash of pain in my Achilles region. This didn't please me, but I kept trodding along. Then in about a mile or so, I felt another very brief flash of pain. I don't like any kind of pain when I run, so I did what any sensible runner would do and I slowed my roll and started to walk up some of the hills. I felt the pain a few more times, but it never lingered. Just a quick flash. My last 3-4 miles were at an atrocious pace and I ended up finishing in like 2:20, probably my worst half marathon time in a very long time (not counting races that I've done with other people. No offense, other people).
|Imma finish this mutha!|
It was nice being done with a race before 10:30 AM. I didn't stick around too long after the race cause this chick wanted to get home. I drove my stank butt back to Mississippi. And that, my friends, is how I ran a half marathon in Texas.
|But first let's take a hideous selfie and post it on the blog.|