Half-Marathon

I’m a programmer. A professional geek. I work on a computer all day every day, and some extra just to maintain a firm control on my nerdness…

What the heck am I doing trying to do a half-marathon!?!?

I don’t know, but overall it was pretty fun.
fun!
fun?

It all started with my sister, who got me and a number of my siblings to run the 5K. And it was actually kind of fun. It was really hard, but I enjoyed the challenge, and I got a decent time. A few weeks later I found myself running a 10K with the group. I had run a couple times between then, but I hadn’t really trined for it.

It was actually king of fun. Really hard, but I enjoyed the challenge, and again I got a decent time.

So then my sister said we should run a half-marathon!? I hadn’t really considered it before, but I had done pretty well on the half-marathon, so I figured I would go ahead and do it. So I went and got some running shoes and other supplies. I eventually got an mp3 player (unfortunately, not enough funds for a nice ipod). And for a few weeks I trained pretty regularly. After that I only had time to make a few runs, but I was rather nervous going into the marathon.

So we had to get up at a completely unholy hour (4:30 AM!) so that I could get to the finish point. From there we were bussed to the start point. The bus went uphill… and more uphill… and… more… uphill…

nuts.

Well, our little group found each other and eventually the race started. There were a fairly large number of people and we were near the back of the crowd, so once the race started, we kind of… stood there… We eventually started, and we were running downhill.

It didn’t turn out to be too bad. I found my mp3 player to be very helpful (they allowed them in this race–I understand that for more serious runs they are not). My choice of music was probably very different than what one would expect (see my comments on soundtracks below–I also enjoyed Dvorak’s 9th Symphony).

The pack I got for my bottle had proved to be useless – it kept sliding up to my stomach and bouncing around – so I carried my water bottle. That turned out to be less than usefull. I ended up ditching the bottle about a mile from the end when it was still half full (oops).

The other fun part was when my mp3 player died. I really noticed that. All of a sudden the running was a lot harder. Fortunately it was only about 3 miles from the end.

As it turned out, the half-marathon was easier than the 5K and 10K. I suspect it may have to do with the fact that I actually trained for this one. I was quite pleased at my time, 1:54 for 13 miles, but I think what I was most pleased about as far as running was to find that I generally kept my wind – I’ve always had a very short wind, but for virtually the whole race I was breathing just fine.

I also really enjoyed that it was something of a family event. It was really neat to cheer each other on, and see them come in once I had come in.