So, let's just say that Cap City was awful. I can't blame anything, it just wasn't my race.
I was coming off my 5k high of Mommy Mile and I have analyzed this race over and over to try to figure out what the heck happened .
Jeff and I got up early that morning and driver down to the race, had no issues with parking or anything. I regret not getting in line for a port-a-potty. We made our way down to the corrals. I kissed Jeff and we separated. I was in my corral and really needed to pee. Again, I should have just gotten in line.
It was finally time for us to start. I began running, felt comfortable with the exception of needing to pee. I finally stopped at mile 3 and thought then that I would find my groove.
at the cut off for the quarter, for the first time I wished I was only doing the quarter. I just never felt relaxed in the run. I wanted it to be over.
I struggled and just walked a large part of the race.
Still 2 weeks later, I still can't truly say what happened. I have decided that I am going to concentrate on speed for a 10k and build back up to a half. I still like that distance...just want to reach some goals.
Jeff has signed up for Cap City again next year. I think I will just Sherpa!
