I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have big plans for this race. I had been looking forward to it for a while and was hoping to come close to my PR if not beat my PR. However, the day before I was at the doctor’s office with a sinus infection I got a prescription and hoped I would be better in the morning.
In the morning, I was not better. I actually felt worse and didn’t think I should run. I’m not sure why but I felt so guilty not going to the race so I got dressed and went anyway. I had hoped that the more I moved around and woke up I would feel better.
After a 1.5 mile warm up, I did not feel better and was pretty sure I wouldn’t even start the race. Somehow I ended up at the starting line, mostly because I’m an idiot but planned on pulling out if I still didn’t feel well.
Mile 1: 7:39-I ran a pretty slow first mile which is completely unlike me. I wanted to quit after 10 steps of running but kept going and my legs felt shaky. I decided I would pull out at the turn around.
Mile 2: 7:25-Whoever was leading the race took us the wrong way and cut down a street too early. At the time I didn’t realize it but all the miles were long after that. I did start running with an older gentleman and he picked my pace up a little and kept me out of the 8s.
Mile 3: 7:43-Suddenly wishing I had ran the 5K or just dropped out already.
Mile 4: 7:50-Only 2 more miles to go so let’s just finish this. It was at this point I realized the course was going to be long. I had 3.2 at the 3 mile mark and 4.22 at the 4 mile mark.
Mile 5: 7:46-I really felt like I was pushing the pace but in reality I wasn’t. I was in 4th place overall and at the turn around I didn’t think the girl behind me would catch up to me.
Mile 6: 7:45- It started to rain, just a slight drizzle at first but then started to come down. Probably the last thing I needed for a race when I was sick.
The last mile seemed to go on forever and I was starting to think someone sent us the wrong way again and that we were running the course all over again. Eventually we made our way to the finish line and I avoided looking at my watch. I had a feeling if it was anything over 6.2 I was just going to quit. I crossed the finish in 48:08, a 7:44 pace and I had the course at 6.3. Not as far off as I thought it was going to be but still almost 4 minutes over my goal time.
I’m pretty sure I’ve learned my lesson to not run while sick. There was nothing fun about running when you feel that crummy.
I did end up placing 4th overall and 1st in my age group so I got a cool award. Who would have thought I’d be so excited for a brick but it’s nice to have something different from race medals.
Have you ever run while sick? I don’t recommend it.
I do recommend lots of puppy cuddles to make you feel better after.