The KiddosFriday afternoon/evening took us down to Turlock for the Pitman Distance Wars - a distance-only track meet, which is really different from a full-on track and field event. They move very quickly from event to event, with little recovery in between. Big Boy and Little Boy were both entered in the 1600 (one mile) and the 3200 (two miles), and as it turned out, they were even competing in the same heats. Head-to-head, brother vs. brother. It's enough to stretch a mama's nerves, I tell ya. Especially when Big Boy had a rough go of the 3200 (his favorite and generally best) event, and his little brother beat him. There were tears, I'm not gonna lie. Big Boy was heartbroken, but (mostly) gracious about the defeat. Thankfully, earlier in the evening, he had laid down a huge one mile PR (4:53). So that took the sting off. A little.
|The first words out of Little Boy's mouth at the finish line were, "I love you Bubba, please don't be mad."|
MeAfter a late night on Friday, I got up at the crack of early like I do and went to work, then hustled my butt over to Davis for the Lucky Run 7K, part of the NorCal Tour de Fit series of races I'm running this year. I'll be writing a full race report on the blog this week, but here's my four-word preview recap: I ran too fast. Lol! I knew I had more racing to do the very next day, but standing at the starting line of a short race got my adrenaline going, ya know? I've never run a 7K, so it was an automatic PR, but I was also really pleased with my pace and my time. The only thing that was a tiny bit disappointing was that I didn't make an AG award, which I thought I'd had a shot at. So, this morning, I was trolling the results and checking my time in other AGs and I would have podiumed at literally (not even the exaggerated version of that word, but the real definition) any other age. All the fast girls in town are apparently middle-aged mamas like me. Ha!
|Blurry Garmin pic.|
UltraIronHubsSunday morning dawned very early, but not exactly bright, since we had moved our clocks forward the night before. On the calendar for the day was the Lake Natoma Marathon for UltraIronHubs (and a li'l something for me, too, but I'll get to that in a minute). UIH is currently training for a 100K race in May, so he's been doing a lot of hard trail miles lately. This race was technically paved, so you could call it a road race, but there was enough elevation change to make it more challenging than your average marathon bear. Either way, his goal for the day was to run the race comfortably. It was more miles than he would have run on a regular training day, but easier terrain than the mountains he's been climbing recently, so he went into it feeling like he could shoot for something in the sub-four hour range (his road marathon PR is 3:06:09, because he's fast like that). Well, you know what I was just saying about adrenaline and starting lines and whatnot? He felt that way, too, and rocketed his way to 2nd place OVERALL and his fifth fastest marathon ever at 3:26:29!!
|It was an out-and-back course and one of us (not me) was already long since on his way back while the other of us was barely heading out.|
And Then Me AgainI'll be writing up a full recap of this race as well, because I want to regale you with details about why the day was so crappy, but the short version is that this 50K was rough for me! Right out of the gate I knew it wasn't going to be a good day, but I'm super happy that I muscled through it and lived to tell the tale. Another ultramarathon (6 of them so far!) on the books, another medal for my display, and - irony of ironies - a second place AG placement.