Date: November 11, 2012
Location: Lewis Center, OH
Distance: 6.2 miles
Gimmick: Very hilly trail run for Ohio State Buckeye fans. A lot of the runners wear OSU gear and colors.
This race really should have been a DNS. I woke up two days before feeling like absolute death. Fever, chills, body aches, sorest throat since my throat surgery in 2008, stuffy nose, etc. The day before I still felt pretty awful (and it’s hard to rest with an infant). I woke up this morning, took my cold medicine and used my Neti Pot twice. Definitely a sinus infection. I figured I was still standing, so I was going to power through and run/walk it.
I may have screamed “Leroy Jenkins” a few times while telling Mollie that we were, in fact, doing this. I had signed up to do this with her and Mandy and I was gonna do it. It was paid for and there was a finisher’s medal. And I’m a little crazy.
Anyways, Mollie and I had been run/walking (based on my plantar fasciitis) parts of the course for the last few Saturdays, so I knew it was pretty tough. Ohio is a VERY flat state and my neighborhood has almost no hills, so I knew I’d probably have to walk most of the uphills (can someone confirm that this is very common in trail races? I’ve been getting that impression from a lot of blogs). I also had a migraine, so I took my medicine, which includes a barbiturate.
We ran a little over the entire first mile, but then we hit some hills and I had to walk. There are stairs somewhere around mile 2, I think. I am not allowed to run stairs after the last accident. Mollie was really good about making me run and then letting me tell her when I needed walk breaks. I never let her take walk breaks, so that was rather generous of her. It did help a ton to see my mom, husband, and baby at mile 5. We were going to run the last mile, but the tank was feeling rather empty, so we walked a little of it and then sprinted the last 0.2. I may have also called Mollie and Mandy (who ran back to meet us) a variety of colorful names that my mom would prefer not to read on my blog. Or hear me say. Ever.
One nice thing about being towards the end of the pack is there are a ton of people cheering for you. We got our medals and I grabbed some chocolate milk. Charlotte was being quite adorable so she met some people and we took some pictures. I was also promised birthday brunch, which I was quite excited about since my appetite had been so bad the previous two days (fact: pumpkin stuffed French toast is amazing).
Overall, I would definitely like to do this race again. The course is gorgeous, although I won’t expect it to be in the 60s next year) and it turns out that Mollie and I really dig trail running. We are thinking about signing up for a 10K and 20K trail series this winter. I will carry my own water next time, though because I was incredibly thirsty (probably from the pseudoephedrine in my cold medicine) and I’m assuming the water stops are further apart on trail races because there aren’t a ton of places to put them. I also think the excellent company for the race really helped me get through it. I had a great time hanging out with Mollie (and Mandy at the end), which made me feel less miserable. Now if you will excuse me, I have another date with my Neti Pot and a bottle of Nyquil.