Earlier this week I posted my goals for this year's Steamworks half: I did not make my A goal, coming in about 50 seconds slower than my time two years ago with a 1:48:10, but that time satisfies my B goal of sub-1:50. I think I might I also ran a much better-paced race this year, which was really my primary goal, so I'm quite happy with how things went.
I biked to the finish, which from my new house is mostly a downhill coast followed by a half mile of gentle uphill, and then got on one of the buses for the start. I shared a seat with a guy named Tim who was running his first race of any distance, and if I hadn't already been fired up, his enthusiasm would have done it. At the start I saw quite a few people I knew, including Allan, who lives an hour south in northern New Mexico and comes up for a lot of our races. We first "met" via the old Runner's World forum, and it was fun to discover that we were sorta-neighbors. Allan is 62 and just ran Boston (and set a PR!) in April.
Heading from the staging area to the start. I'm in the white visor with my head turned, in the center front.I was determined to not go out too fast this year (which is alas very easy to do, as the start is subtly downhill), so I placed myself well back from the start line. The start line had been moved back some distance this year; this has always been a short course, with my Garmin showing 12.9-13.0 at the end, but this year I think the distance was about right (I recorded 13.09), though the intermediary mile markers were too close early and too far apart late (which threw my pace math off like whoa). I kept a close eye on my watch and clocked my first mile at 8:06, a few seconds faster than my goal of 8:08 for the first miles but not bad. Second mile at 8:09, third at 8:12. Heart rate just a little higher than my easy-pace HR, a good sign that I was relaxed and not expending too much energy.
Still happy at mile 3!Mile 4 went uphill, though, and my speed dropped as I strove to keep my heart rate under control, giving me an 8:33. But the next miles had more downhill, and I got my pace back into the 8:10-8:15 range I had been aiming at. My HR slowly rose into what I consider my HMP HR range.
Somewhere in the third mile I had seen Allan not far ahead - I hadn't realized he'd gotten ahead of me as we'd started fairly close to each other, and he'd told me he was aiming at 8:20 pace - running alongside a slender woman in a yellow shirt, and eventually I caught up and said hi. The three of us ran more or less together for the rest of the race. Occasionally one person would get ahead and then get reeled in. I walked at all the aid stations (and actually turned around and went back at the 8-mile aid station because they had gummi bears, and I had missed them and wanted some!) but Allan and the woman in yellow didn't, so after each aid station I worked on catching up. This was not just because I like Allan. It was because after glancing at the face of the woman in yellow, I was pretty sure she was in my 50-59 age group, and damn it, I wanted to win!
Just behind Allan and chasing my temporary nemesisAfter the hill at mile 9 I decided that I had enough energy to start pushing, so I did. I started gaining on Allan and the woman in yellow, and passed them at the last aid station by
not slowing to a walk. I used the downhill of mile 11 to push even harder, clocking my fastest watch-mile at 8:03. (The "miles" I'm listing are based on the mile markers, but as I mentioned they were pretty far off in places, so every once in a while I manually hit the lap button on my watch to bring things into sync. Mile 11 on my Strava record came out at 8:06, the same as my first.)
I was pushing partly to pass my temporary nemesis, but also because I knew that the dappled shade of the downhill would soon give way to a sunny uphill stretch, which I always dreaded. Possibly because I had controlled my speed well early, or possibly because it hadn't heated up as much as expected (it was only around 66° F instead of 70° as it had been last year) it didn't seem nearly as bad as usual, and I passed a few more people, including a man I'd noticed at the start because he was wearing a Shiprock Marathon shirt. I was definitely getting tired, though, and I could feel I was slowing down as I reached the last turns. I saw the finish clock and knew I wouldn't beat my time from 2017, but gave it a burst of speed anyway. The announcer called my name as I crossed the timing mat, and then called out Allan's name - it turned out he'd been gaining on me for the last few miles and he finished only three seconds behind me! (If the race had been longer he probably would have passed me!) The woman in yellow was next, about 15 seconds later, and indeed she turned out to be in my age group. The man in the Shiprock shirt came in ten seconds after that, and
he was in Allan's age group. So it turned out that both Allan and I won, but it wasn't a gimme for either of us.
Sweaty and happy at the finish! Allan is visible behind my left arm, and Yellow Woman just coming into the finish chute. #233 was one of the early starters - walkers and slow runners are given the option to start 45 minutes early - which is why she looks so fresh!Despite coming in nearly a minute slower than I did two years ago, I'm much happier with this race.
In my 2017 race report I compared my average pace over portions of the course with my 2009 race, which was the first time I ran it with serious training. Comparing those segments with today's run it's clear I paced much better:
segment | 2019 | 2017 |
mile 1 | 8:06 | 7:37 |
miles 2-3 | 8:11 | 7:50 |
miles 4-11 | 8:15 | 8:18 |
miles 12-13.1 | 8:30 | 8:57 |
So, I'm still slowing down, okay. But I'm still a (relatively) fast old lady! For my first place AG finish, I got a $50 gift certificate to a local running store, which incidentally is the same award I got for
winning the 5k in April. As it turns out $50 only makes a small dent in the price of new running shoes, and so when I used that award I actually paid more out of my pocket than I usually do for discounted older models online. But hey, I like to help out the local businesses, especially ones who sponsor our races, and I am sure they made
some money off me. (The second place prize was a 6-pack of local beer, which I considered trying to trade for, though then I saw that it wasn't a flavor I was fond of. Oh, well!)
Allan gave me a ride home, which was good because otherwise I was going to text Britt and have him pick me up - I was not thrilled about the idea of biking up ~300 feet in the noonday heat after running a half! But this should be the last time I have to worry about biking up the hill to our new house (or feel bad about running errands in the car) because...as I've been planning ever since we decided to move, I finally finished my extensive research on e-bikes and ordered one, and it should arrive sometime next week! SO EXCITED. I will post more about it when it arrives!