Last Sunday I ran the Barrie Waterfront Half Marathon along with friends Kayla and Maryanne, and Hubs and Miles came along to cheer us on. It turned out to be a rainy, rainy morning. It rained on the way there, it rained before the start, it rained through the entire race and it continued to rain when we headed home. I don’t mind running in [warm] rain at all, but the part where we stood around waiting for the 20-minute delayed start was not super fun.
Coming back from my brief injury/illness hiatus and having barely run in two weeks, I knew I would just be running the race for distance. We splashed along the puddle-covered waterfront trail to start before hitting some quiet streets for an out-and-back. I quickly realized that the route wasn’t quite as flat as I expected, as we faced a few good climbs.
I got caught up in the flow of traffic for the first couple of kilometres and quickly realized it did not feel good, so I eased off to a more comfortable pace where I was working a bit but could sustain it.
First 5K split: 27:14
The first turn-around was at 6.5K, from which we traced our steps back to the starting area. It got a little crowded hitting the waterfront trail again because we were now sharing the course with 10K runners, but no issues. I was feeling alright – definitely not excited about how much farther I had to go, but not dreading it either. It’s amazing how quickly I feel “out of shape” after missing a few runs. I had a Gu at 7K per my usual half marathon routine.
Second 5K split: 27:50
I was looking out for hubs and Miles as we neared the start/finish area and spotted them standing in the pouring rain watching for me. Running in the rain is alright; standing in the rain is not so fun. It was nice to see them! Miles always looks so confused when one of us runs past him in a race. I wish I knew what he was thinking!
At 13K we ran passed the finish area to take the trail in the opposite direction for another out-and-back. Had another Gu at 14. I was pretty tired, but 4K out and 4K back seemed doable. And then the pavement ended! The rest of the course was a mucky, wet combination of loose gravel and sand – and puddles, of course. Ick. I distracted myself with numbers for a while. I would see a KM marker, calculate how far til the turn-around, then how far it would be back to this spot in the opposite direction, and finally how far I would be from finishing at that point. Anything to keep the mind occupied!
Third 5K split: 27:55
I actually wasn’t feeling bad running along at a fairly steady pace; just a bit tired and bored, to be honest. I was disappointed that I couldn’t execute the race as planned (when I signed up, I hoped to use the second half as a tempo run) and it was hard to keep my mind in the right place. But at least I was able to run!
I was absolutely soaked and my legs were caked in mud by this point, but I was glad to be heading back toward the finish. Somehow, just running in that direction makes it feel so much better.
Fourth 5K split: 28:08
Despite my 5K splits getting progressively (slightly) slower, I think I ran a pretty smart race considering the circumstances. I also knew I was going to be diving back into training this week and didn’t want to feel pooped for the first couple of days. I felt good and ready to eat the free pizza at the finish – that’s a sign of taking it on the easy side, I think.
Chip Time: 1:56:55