Things have been honestly hectic in my life in the last four weeks. I cannot believe that two weeks ago we were driving down I-95 for the Myrtle Beach Mini Marathon which my husband and I ran on October 21, 2018. (This post contains affiliate links, I earn a small commission at no extra cost to you when you opt to buy through my links.)
Myrtle Beach Mini Marathon Training: Week 16 (October 15-20)
A crazy life means I never got around to posting week 16’s dedicated post. Good thing it is quick and easy!
Tuesday 10/16: 3.12 miles, 11’28″/mile. Get me angry and I will run like I mean it. This run felt SLOW which is insane considering that speed AND that I ran through the Strip District > 31st Street Bridge (0ver and back) > then down Liberty Avenue and encountered some non-pausing street light stops. My first half mile was done at a 10’57” pace then I climbed the bridge and slowed a little bit, ending that mile at 11’33”. The third mile was 11’18”, so there is proof I can run faster than I let myself. Again, I was angry and felt like I wasn’t moving. This made me think a big PR was coming my way.
Thursday 10/18: 2 miles, 11’07″/mile This one was with Greg who had been having some knee pain. Even at that, I’m sure I held him back on our quick out and back on the trail through town. We talked the whole two miles and while I struggled a little, it was tough to think that I would be anywhere near my 12’04″/mile pace from Pittsburgh 2018. (I should note here because it becomes important for my next big run, it was in the low 40’s for this run and I felt a cold coming on.)
Myrtle Beach Mini Marathon 2018: Prep Days
We left after my work won Best Places to Work Pittsburgh: Medium Sized Business (talk about a gut-puncher) and the twins got off school. We were surrounded by angels for the drive down, narrowly missing be part of at least two known accidents and another few that could have been. It took Friday evening and Saturday most of the day to get there.
The Expo. Call me spoiled. The Expo wasn’t much to write about – maybe 12 vendors and nothing really caught my eye. The kids got some water bottles from Publix and we had a fun photo opp.
It was a Clemson game day, so we booked it to Conway (where Greg’s parents live) and watched most of the game before I got super cranky pants (I barely slept the night before, Greg and I had shared a teeny double bed that my feet hung off, but the suite we got was great for all the kids).
We went to House of Blues for the “carb load dinner” but there wasn’t anything gluten free so I had some plain salad (ie no dressing) and watched Greg eat some boring pasta and sauce. Wendy’s for some MEAT was on my list, but first I needed to find my Gatorade Chews and we headed to Walmart – and came out empty. (Don’t #bebecky – get them here before race day.) Another Walmart (because Myrtle has like 8, one around every corner) near our hotel did.
Checking into the Extended Stay, we called it an early night after I foam rolled the 10-hour car ride out of my calves.
Myrtle Beach Mini Marathon 2018
Sunday 10/21: 13.1(++) miles, 11’59″/mile
Waking up with about an hour before race time was a complete bug out for me. We didn’t have to travel far – staying less than a mile from the start helps – and the race was small (1246 participants) with no corrals. I ate my race day essentials (sausage links and a cheese stick) and shook while watching Greg drink his aminos because I’d ran out and had to settle for some Propel instead. (Bad planning, again, don’t #bebecky and get your aminos in advance from BPI Sports.) Greg had breakfast too. Breakfast isn’t his norm and that came to bite him in the first few miles, but this isn’t his story. 😉
We got to the Coastal Grand Mall at 6:45 and I started to hyperventilate. It was cold and I was in a tank top and shorts. I think it might have been my coldest half start YET. Really. And I needed to pee but the porta potties weren’t as close to the start as I would have liked and they were NASTY.
We snapped a picture at 7:00 just before the gun went off then plucked ourselves into the crowd and we were off. Within feet of the start we ran into our friend Ody and her family, cheering us on and Facebook Live’ing the race (Rico was running too). Hugs then I completely lost Greg which was fine by me.
There were pacers, but I didn’t want to settle into a 12-minute pace. I’d hoped for 11’45” but didn’t know how it would go because within the first half mile the crowds were gone and the tight running was already dispersed. So weird to me, but this is what smaller races are like I guess. At mile one, I knew I was on my own here – there were no clocks at the mile marker so I took my own note of the time via text and carried on.
My splits, while unofficial, were mostly 11’40” to 11’51” consistently with the exception of three miles that were 12’15” to 12’25” and a complete mind boggle to me because I’d drop back to the 11’40″s pace the next mile. I’m thinking, based on some results from others’ watches and apps, that the course was a bit longer than 13.1.
About the crowds…Along the course there were a few dedicated fans of some of the runners near me + Ody and the kids kept popping up which I loved + my doTERRA upline was cheering me on just after mile 10 + my family (kids, Mom-in-law, and sister) were just past mile 12. I knew Greg would be waiting for me at the end. Other than that, I had no energy to feed off of.
Other runners near me were pretty consistent too. There were some run/walkers who made my time in mile 6 a bit of a pain because we go up a pretty decent hill (don’t let them tell you it is fast and flat) then down to a narrow trail for a bit. It wasn’t made for more than 2 people across so stoppers would be a hindrance to those trying to run the whole way. I survived.
Water was plentiful but it was not sitting well with me. I clung to my Gatorade Gels like they were saving my life.
The truth is, this one was kinda tough! It wasn’t as flat as I expected, I wasn’t getting energy, my legs were tired from the driving, and I knew Greg wasn’t feeling quite in form to run it at the pace he wanted. I just wanted to say I’d done number four and in a new place after I finished mile 10 and started to try to calculate my finish time. But when I crossed mile 12 and saw my family? All bets were off and I was PUSHING.
That last “half mile” back to the finish was mentally painful. You pass the finish then loop back to it, so you’re hearing cheers that aren’t for you. Then you twist up a sidewalk into the WIND (which was rough the whole first 7 miles, blew sand in your face at mile 10-11 then again after 12) and onto a boardwalk that needs some new boards.
But crossing the finish line in my “2nd home” to “Let It Go” and knowing all four of my kiddos saw Mama complete Half Number Four even if I crossed it at 2:38:09 and missed my PR by 5 seconds was priceless. After I had a momentary lapse of my brain and took a bite of a bagel (which I threw up immediately – gross), I realized MY CLOCK TIME WAS GUN TIME AND NOT CHIP TIME AND HOLY CAMOLY I SET A PR!!!
This one was a 1:07 PR officially finishing at an 11’59” pace in 2:36:57. Boom! And my hubby is a Half Marathoner now, too! LOVE IT!
Keep up with the blog to see where I am running next and check out past posts from this training cycle.
Total Miles to Date:
July: 10 runs, 26.39 miles, 11’33″/mile
August: 14 runs, 48.96 miles, 11’17″/mile
September: 13 runs, 68.59 miles, 12’00″/mile
October: 9 runs, 49.46 miles, 11’49’/mile