Now this will be a true test of my memory, seeing that this race was ooooohhhh 102 DAYS AGO. Haha!
Maybe one of these days I’ll be back in the mood to actually give a shit about my race times, but now is not that time. I mentioned a few posts ago that I had really been focusing on strength training, and while that most DEFINITELY has helped with short-distance speed (like 400s), it hasn’t done my long distance times any favors. But again, I’m perfectly okay with that. I’m feeling more balanced and happier than ever with regard to fitness. I’m enjoying it and staying injury free, and that is ALL that matters!
I made the solo 8-hour drive (closer to 9 if you count my pit stops) to Olathe, KS, the Friday before the race. It was the picture perfect day for a road trip. I’m talkin’ the sunroof back, windows down, hard rock blaring kind of perfect. I made my way straight to the conference center and I’ll admit I was kind of surprised. I had it in my head that this was a much bigger town and a much bigger race than it really is. (I also had it in my mind that Kansas would be flat too, so that goes to show how much homework I put into this race, but we’ll get to that!)
After my long day on the road I was famished, so I pulled up the handy-dandy Zomato app and found a groovy little pizza joint very convenient to both the conference center and to my AirBnB for the night. I’ve always had awesome luck with just randomly picking a restaurant off that app, and I’m still batting 1.000. Old Shawnee Pizza was THE BOMB. After I polished off an ENTIRE pizza and a couple of beers (does this girl know how to fuel for a race or what?) I headed to my home for the night. Since I’m doing so much traveling for races in my attempt to run 50 in 50, I’m trying really hard to do it on the cheap, so I went through AirBnB. This was my second experience with them and it was an awesome one. I stayed with Brigette, and I would highly recommend her to anyone traveling to Olathe for this race. FABULOUS hostess! (BTW, I have a referral code for $30 off your first AirBnB reservation if you’ve never used them before. If you want it, just ask!)
I turned in really early that night and woke up feeling pretty good. I felt like I stood a chance at running a halfway decent race. Bahahahaha…
I made my way back to the area of the conference center and got parked. It was an absolutely beautiful morning.
I had quite a bit of time to kill. The race information made it sound like parking would be horrific to impossible if you didn’t arrive at dark-thirty, so I did, only to park immediately and camp out in my car for an hour. After what felt like forever, we finally got started. It didn’t take me long to realize, “Hmmm…. Kansas isn’t as flat as I thought it would be.” lol What I didn’t realize when I registered is that this Kansas race is damn near a Missouri race. It’s 13.1 miles of constant hills. Add that to the heat and the sun and I faded pretty quickly. I just rolled with it. Could I have pushed myself? Yup. Could I have made myself unhappy out there and felt like shit when I finished and had a miserable long drive home? Yup. But I didn’t. I stopped. I texted people. I took pictures. I had a good time!
I crossed the line in 2:26 something and didn’t care one bit. I grabbed a banana (the only plant-based option at the finish) and some water and hopped in line. There was a massage therapist and a chiropractor there giving free massages and adjustments. Hell yeah! I was long overdue for an adjustment anyway, and I’d had a bit of a kink in my left lower back for a couple of weeks prior and that long drive the day before kind of aggravated it. She massaged the crap out of a big knot I had just above my hip bone and had me good to go for the ride home.
I went back to my host’s house long enough to hose off and hit the road, and several uneventful (boring) hours later I was back home.
There wasn’t much to speak of in the way of swag, but I dig the shirt (fits well and reminds me of Wicked). The medal was cute. And I ALWAYS appreciate a good reusable shopping bag.
The medal was pretty good sized and pretty heavy, and my husband feared it would be the straw that broke the camel’s back. Or the medal that broke the sheet rock. haha He insisted I upgrade my medal hanger. I have to admit it. It looks a lot better. I love it.
So there we have it. Another state down, bringing me to 12. Next up, Madison Mini on 8/20! And, seriously, if I ever mention running another August half marathon EVER AGAIN, please kick me hard in the nether regions.