Trail running (PMETR ) 1:31:27 [5] 7.5 mi (12:12 / mi) +1394ft 10:22 / mi
ahr:166 max:178 slept:6.0 shoes: Brooks Cascadia
I went into the race with no real expectations thanks to anemic training in the previous month (only one significant run -- one loop of the PMETR course -- a couple 1-2 mile runs, and the hike/jog of the Turkey O since Skippo) and even slighter motivation. My only stress was that I was seeded in the 11th wave, higher than I think I've ever been and way too high up for me.
Started out at a comfortably hard pace and only overly pushed a couple times on hills, managing to "run" to the top but then struggle to really run on the flats. Had a terrible side cramp after the first big uphill that made the subsequent downhill difficult to really run well on and the opposite shoulder was really hurting too, so I spend the downhill babying my pace and pondering female heart attack symptoms and the nature of hypochondria.
Got passed by plenty of people, but I knew that was coming and didn't let it bother me. I actually ran better on the uphills than the downhills, more tentative with leaf cover, worried about missing a rock or hidden hole.
Didn't spend much time looking at my watch, just ran the course and enjoyed the beautiful day. At the 6 mile mark I knew a PR was in reach, but I dragged ass on the stairs and then was overly tentative on the muddy sections of the last mile. Missed the PR by one minute. I guess if I'd gone harder I could have gotten it, but maybe I'd have blown up instead like at Skippo. I'm content with the result; I think it's better than I deserve. Good day in the woods, lots of friends out there and met 4 blog readers. :)