For years the Hermes 10 Miler has been a favorite of mine. I’ve been running it off and on for the past couple years and even remember when they held this race downtown! Now I run it for a fast and flat 10 miler but also to help with spring marathon training.
This year I struggled with injuries and illness so I knew a PR was out of the question. However, I still had high hopes for a good race or at least a training run. I mean, either way, this race pace would be faster than if I was running on my own so it would be good for me.
I started this race off pretty conservative for the first 3 miles. My hope was to have something left around mile 8 to push the last 2 miles. However, very quickly, my hamstring decided that it didn’t like running. The first 3 miles were ok but still felt like a struggle. At mile 5 I just started to feel tired and burnt out but at mile 6 I got a second wind and tried to pick it up.
Unfortunately, that second wind was short-lived as I struggled through miles 7 and 8 as well. In 2017 I ran a 1:13 on this course, I knew I wasn’t in that shape yet but was hoping for a 1:17. Looking at my watch, I saw that slowly slipping away and I was doing everything I could to not get passed by the 1:20 pace group.
As much as I kicked on the way to the finish line. I still ended up finishing right with the 1:20 pace group. I ended up running a 1:20:04. I was and still am very sad about my time. I put in a lot of work and training and a 1:20 doesn’t show half the work I put in. But I keep telling myself, you have to have those bad runs to get a good run. So I think those good runs are coming, just have to keep hanging on!
You can go ahead and file the Hermes 10 Miler under one of my favorite races. I have run this race many times, even when it was a downtown race! I do love the Edgewater/Lakewood course though. Minimal hills and turns like this race are perfect for PRs.
In most years that I have run this race, I have overdressed. This year I was not only determined to not overdress but to wear shorts. I have no idea why that crazy idea was in my head but I showed up to the race in shorts and was freezing! At least I had a long sleeve to run in and wasn’t crazy enough to wear a tank or tee.
I was smart enough to bring pants and a jacket to warm up in. (thanks for capturing our cold walk Will)
I warmed up as close to the race time as I possibly could so I could keep my warm up clothes on. Poor Ryan was being a champ and planning to pace me for the race and he also wore shorts! To tell you how cold it actually was, he ran in pants!
I don’t normally have Ryan pace me or run with me but I really wanted someone to keep me from going out to fast or fading too hard after I got tired. We normally run the same races but since he wasn’t racing I took full advantage of his pacing duties and told him my aggressive pace of 7:18. Which is no problem for Ryan to run. Yay!
Mile 1 – 7:11 – A little fast but there is some downhill at the beginning that is hard not to take advantage of.
Mile 2 – 7:18, Mile 3 – 7:20, Mile 4 – 7:19 – To be completely honest, these paces felt too fast. I felt tired and winded and had to dig deep to tell myself to keep going and not give up. Thank God Ryan was pacing me because I probably would have given up and slowed down.
Around mile 2, a heavy breather got close to me and I actually prayed that she would pass me so that I couldn’t have to hear her breathing anymore. My goodness, I thought I was tired and winded but she sounded like she was hyperventilating. She did end up passing me and I was totally ok with that…Until we caught back up with her.
Mile 5 – 7:25, Mile 6 – 7:31, Mile 7 – 7:34 – At this point in the race we had reached the turnaround point and were on our way back to the finish area. Ryan was doing a really good job doing all the talking and telling me not to talk as we were running. At one point he wanted me to pick it up but i didn’t have anything left to pick it up.
We were also on the tails of the Heavy Breather and I was hoping that we would pass her and she was just fade fast so that I wouldn’t have to hear her. As we neared her, she was still breathing heavy. Like how are you not tired of breathing that hard woman!
Mile 8 – 7:44, Mile 9 – 7:53 – Ugh, looking at this paces and seeing how much they were dropping hurts a little. To be honest, I started to feel a little sick and knew if I pushed any harder that I would indeed puke. Ryan tried to get me to pick up the pace but I just couldn’t without the thought of puking.
Coming in for the last mile has a lot of downhill so that felt awesome to not have to push my pace. I had a big lead on Heavy Breather which was a relief because that noise was nauseating. I ended up crossing the finish line in 1:13:28 a 7:20 pace. Not too far off what I was aiming for but I did want to go sub 1:13. Next time!
After the race, I came home to the funniest thing in the world…my dog had climbed into my sweatshirt and got stuck in the sleeve!
Yes, I am almost 2 months late on writing posts but I still want to keep up with my race recaps because that was the whole reason I started this blog. To remember my races and my running journey.
Back in April I ran the Hermes 10 Miler. I had some unfinished business on that course/race and had been looking forward to it all year. My Hanson’s training plan was the perfect recipe for a 10 mile PR.
Before the race, I had spent a lot of time calculating my race plan and how I would attack the course. I looked at my tempo runs and dialed into a very specific pace that I wanted to run. The pace would have me finish sub 1:15 which would be a 10 mile PR for me.
Race day morning was a little colder than I had expected but I still tried to dress as light as possible. Which meant capri’s and a jacket. I don’t do cold well.
For the first 3 miles of the race, I paid very close attention to my watch and to the times I had written on my hand. I wrote the 3 mile mark, 5 mile mark, and 8 mile mark on my hand. My goal was to get to each mile marker on time. Not too Early and not too late.
I ended up hitting the 3 mile mark early, not too surprising since the course has some downhill at the beginning. I had gotten past the phase of passing or being passed and was in a groove with some runners where we were all running similar paces. By mile 5 I was running with another runner who was keeping the pace pretty even but I still hit mile 5 a little early.
I knew there were some hills towards the end so I told myself to ignore them all and just get to my mile 8 split on time. I had hit all my other times early so I had some cushion if I needed it.
When I hit mile 8, I started doing the math in my head and was pretty confident I would PR but was not sure by how much.
The last part of the race winds around so you can see the finish line but it’s a lot farther away than it looks. As I started to get closer to the finish line I started to feel like I would puke. Awesome! That must mean I am pushing myself hard! I slowed down just a bit but then sprinted the last straightaway.
I crossed the finish line so proud of myself. A HUGE 10 Mile PR. 1:13:44 a 7:22 pace.