The two days before the race I did a lot of stretching, a lot of hydrating, and a lot of carb-loading. The night before the race my race partner, Megan, and I fueled up on a delicious spaghetti dinner. I relaxed at home the rest of the evening and even enjoyed two small glasses of wine (while continuing to drink tons of water, too).
I never sleep well the night before a big event (does someone want to send some Ambien my way for the night before my wedding?!), but I tried to relax and get as much sleep as my body would let me - which wasn't much. I got up at 6:30 on Saturday, ate a small breakfast, and headed out the door with Megan at 7 am.
We got to the race venue pretty early, which was great. We found parking immediately, picked up our bibs and swag bags, had plenty of time to hang out, drink water, stretch, and just take in the atmosphere - one of my favorite parts about organized races is the amazing positive energy in the air!
The race started at 9:05 and we were off! Megan and I ran the first 2.5 miles together, then she went off ahead of me. She was much more prepared and is generally a faster runner than I am, so we hadn't planned on running the entire race together, which was fine.
The first three miles totally sucked. The first three miles always suck for me. It takes some time for my body to really get into a groove, and I hit that groove at mile 3 where the first water station was. After that, I felt great. The course was awesome. It was almost completely flat and went along a small, two-lane road for most of the way. And it was absolutely BEAUTIFUL. I did stop along the way to take a few pictures. I couldn't resist!
Check out that house, right at the base of Mt. Si!
Miles 3-9 were awesome. I felt strong and motivated and was maintaining a pretty decent pace. I started slowing down a little before mile 10, and had to walk for the next mile and a half. But then I got a second wind and was able to start running again, knowing that I was almost there.
The absolute worst part of the race was arriving at the high school where the race started and ended. I could see the finish line, but before crossing we had to run a full lap around the track! It was pretty much evil and totally brutal. But I made it and crossed the finish line with a big smile on my face.
My goal was to beat my previous time of 2:50:30, but I didn't quite make it. My official time was 2:55:12, but I'll take it! I still went sub 3 and I'm pretty proud of that.
After I got home, I was, of course, starving. The Scientist and I promptly headed to our local watering hole to catch the Sounders match and so I could enjoy this: