|Game Face! No, not really.|
The race started and right away I was running with a quick start around 4:10/km. For the first bit this felt fine but after about 2km I figured the pace wasn't sustainable. Already starting to get some negative feedback from my legs I decided to back off the pace a little and just go by feel. I backed off to about 4:30/km which was a bit slower than I wanted, but then I came across another runner who I've raced against before and started pacing off him. That helped to get my mind off the clock, but at the same time helped push me along a bit. I actually struck up a conversation with him and said (maybe a bit too crypticly), "You raced the Police Half right? We've done this before". What I was referring to was playing cat and mouse with each other for km after km. I'm glad I introduced myself and he knew exactly who I was, we struck up some conversation and it turns out Ron is actually a great guy and a very impressive athlete.
I kept pushing but not feeling great until around the half way mark. Up until I was calculating splits and times and thinking about what my finish time would be if I blew up, not the best frame of mind. But after the turnaround I started seeing teammates, friends and my dad. I had about 45 minutes left in my 2011 season, so I figured "damn the torpedoes and full speed ahead". I re-passed a lot of the people who got by me after I backed off the pace and I pushed right until the end.
|My old man and I post race|
The best part of the day though was my dad running his first Half Marathon on his 59th birthday. His finish time was a strong 2:05, and his first running race was the Calgary Police 5km back in April. So to say he has come a long way this season would be an understatement. He's already becoming a competition minded age group athlete and is pretty excited that next year when he turns 60 he'll be in the young end of his age category.