….and for those of you who know me, that’s not what I do.
My relationship with running is tricky at best. But today it was tested to the limit.
I signed up to do the Dorset Invader half marathon on the back of the fantastic Sydling Bell Race a few weeks back. White Star Running events are brilliant events with stupendous bling….. and it was only a half marathon…. I’ve done 3 before – should be ok 🙂
It was a warm day – to say the least – I heeded the warning about “Blandford Fly” and bearing in mind the reaction I had to a couple of bites in Denmark – I applied insect repellent. It really is disgusting stuff – you stink and no matter how hard you try you always manage to get it on your hands – and consequently in your mouth…. sheesh it’s bad
Once the horn sounded and the horse went off (I know…it’s a white star event….anything can happen), we all charged down the hill…we were on our way….straight up a hill. I’m soooo glad this wasn’t a hilly race 🙂 haha!
I was fine for about 10k…enjoying myself even……but then I started noticing I couldn’t get my breath quite….I was starting the wheeze…..not something that has afflicted me before. We were running (term used loosely here) between 2 fields of wheat and it just got worse…. I started to panic… this just made it worse, I couldn’t breathe properly….I started walking and concentrated on calming down my breath by breathing through my nose….
We slowed right down from here on in. I made it to the Love Station and took my time to eat some bits and pieces and take on fluid. All the marshals were great – all dressed up and helpful. Several cokes and pretzels later we set off.
The wheezing didn’t really let up so we just kept a steady walk and got round. I’m pretty sure I would have stopped and withdrawn at the love station if Dave hadn’t have been with me – it was a scary but I really didn’t want to quit – the bling was calling and I am not a quitter.
We crossed the line 3 hours and 12 mins (we crossed the line together – did I mention it was our wedding anniversary? – 33 years today – weather was much the same actually now I think about it) and I was wheezing really badly – I had to sit down and calm down- Strava tells me it was the 2nd best Half Marathon effort – so the other ones I’ve done must have been short. I must have felt bad….. I didn’t even care about the bling….and look at it, it’s lush… it’s huge and a thing of beauty 😀
As we drove away I was feeling so disappointed with myself….like I’d let myself down somehow, but I really couldn’t breathe. This was my first long trail event and I’m not sure how I feel about it. I was so excited about it and the bling, but do I want to go through all that again? My hips and back hurt. I’m pretty sure my symptoms were a result of the heat and the dust (I hope so anyway)
It’s left me questioning my ability – and consolidated some thoughts about future events (you know what you are…..) I know I’m not a strong runner, but things have been improving since the JCC…. my legs felt ok, but what if it happens again? and I’m not in the position where I have Dave (my rock) with me….
I’ve got the East Farm Frolic coming up in August – same location – shorter course. Lets test it all again then and hope this was a one off 🙂
DNF is not me – but today it was close