The weather---Perfect running weather. We started the day out at 6:15am. I jumped in the shower for a quick rinse in order to help me wake up. Trevor turned on the tv to check the weather channel and it was -1 degrees Celsius. It was supposed to warm up to 15 degrees today. I wasn't sure what to pack, so I ended up packing everything. By the time I left the house at 6:45am I was sure I would be running with my running room running jacket. However by the time we got to the event it had warmed up to about 2 degrees and it was getting warmer. Last minute decision...ditch the jacket and leave it inside. Probably one of the best decisions I made. We met up with one of Trevor's friends, Mark Duncan, who just did the Boston Marathon on Monday. He said he was planning on running a 2:00 hour half, so I thought great and said that I would run with him. One of his co-workers who had previously done the Hypothermic Half had decided to try for a 2:00 half after getting a 2:15 half back in February with cold and icy conditions...hey, that was okay with me...the more the merrier, right!! We lined up quite far back in the pack. The race for some unknown reason started about 10 minutes late. The first mile was fairly slow (I still have to get Trevor to download my Garmin) I am thinking it was about a 10:37, but with all the dodging we had to do I am not surprised. The second mile Mark had started to increase the pace and the second mile was closer to a 8:37 mile. I was okay as I knew that we would soon be into a good pace once we had caught up to where we should be. Somewhere between mile 2-3 I noticed that Mark's co-worker was struggling. I heard Mark ask quite a few times if she was okay. I made a decision to just run ahead. I knew the longer I stayed around the further I would trail. I really wanted this race to go well for me today. I didn't carry any water with me, but had taken a GU gel and carried that with me (ended up having that at the half way point). I knew there was enough water stations for me (three) that it wasn't necessary for me to carry the extra weight. Things were going okay. I new at the half way point that I was about 4-5 minute behind my 2:00 goal...that's okay...there was always a PB...So I continued on and pushed forward. Everything was going well. Just before Weaselhead (which is the biggest of many hills on the course) there was a fairly icy section. There was quite a few EMS on bikes cautioning every one to take it easy and watch for the ice. It was so slick, in fact, I saw one individual bite the dust after ignoring the EMS's instructions to "take it easy"...oh well...glad it was him and not me. I lost a bit of time there, but better safe than sorry. Weaselhead Hill was a killer, as it is every year. However, this year they had bagpipe players at the top of the hill for our enjoyment. It's just always nice to see all the people that come out to support us runners. The last 3 miles was tough. I thought that once I finished the killer hill and was running on a somewhat flat plain that I'd be able to pick up the pace and make up some lost time, but my legs were feeling the burn and I was just starting to tucker out. The last mile was a struggle. I saw many people walking and part of me was considering walking, but I thought...just a little bit further...finish line...rest...Well...I kept running...the crowd got louder and and got some much needed motivation. I saw Trevor in the crowd, which always brings a smile to my face.
138/358 female 30-30
1122/1892 overall





