Turkey Trot! The only event I've done every year since I started this nonsense!
I never have any goals for the Turkey Trot beyond doing as well as I can, given the circumstances that year. Last year
the Turkey Trot was less than a week after I ran a 50k trail run
, which meant I was pleased my legs agreed to let me run at all. Some years I'm in the middle of marathon training. Some years I've done no running for months. This year, the Turkey Trot fell a week before California International Marathon
, my current goal race. That meant no racing, nothing crazy, just some measured speed work.
In order to make sure we kept things easy and fun, we decided to dress up ridiculously.
Karen, Kate and I all had matching outfits, but Kate ended up in College Station for her Turkey Trot, so she had to look ridiculous on her own.
The bad news is, it was 72 degrees and intensely humid. Arm warmers and knee socks are not appropriate for that weather. But we were really cute, so we went with it.
Karen asked if I wanted to do a warmup before the run, and I told her my coach had given me a plan: 5 miles (which is how long the Turkey Trot is), with the first 2 being warmup, then progressive pace from marathon goal pace down for the last 3, ending no faster than 10k pace. (She is my coach: this was her plan.)
So Matt, Karen and I lined up together, and it started to rain as we waited, and then we all took off together when the gun went off. And were together for about 4 seconds, as Karen pulled away slowly into the distance. I tried briefly to stay with her, but with the intense humidity and immediate uphill, plus the way-too-warm outfit, I was breathing really hard immediately. And this was supposed to be 2 miles of warmup pace, so I just kept my ego in check and ran my pace, and Matt stayed with me. I was a little bummed about how slow I felt until we got to the mile 1 marker and my first mile was ~8:45. Since my marathon goal pace (MGP) is 8:30ish, I was warming up too fast.
The second mile continues to be hilly, and I continued to overheat and be pretty miserable. And run another 8:40something.
At mile 3, Matt took off to do his progressive pace finish, and I tried to do the same. And felt pretty horrible. 70-80 degrees with humidity in the 90s is my weather kryptonite. It started raining somewhat in earnest, which helped a little, but not much. I slid my arm warmers down to my wrists, then finally took them off completely and anchored them to my tutu.
The last 3 miles were just hard. I tried to run as strong as I could, but I knew I wasn't getting anywhere near half marathon or 10k pace in those last 2 miles. The last mile was that damn last mile from Run For the Water
again, and I felt just as bad as I did then (fortunately with no sun in my eyes this time).
But I lived! And I think I managed to get in a decent speed workout, if not as fast as assigned. And I managed to do a "race" a week before my marathon and not injure or cripple myself in any way, aside from some pinky toe pain on my right foot, because those socks were not tech socks, and my feet were completely soaking wet for several miles. I'm sure it'll be fine.
Splits according to my watch, which didn't line up with the mile markers on the course at all most times:
8:20, 8:44, 8:19, 8:15, 8:15
: 52:24 (10:29/mile)2005
: 52:45 (10:33/mile)2006
: 47:54 (9:35/mile)2007
: 44:35 (8:55/mile)2008
: 39:48 (7:58/mile) (suspect it was short)2009
: 40:59 (8:10/mile)2010
: 36:35 (8:05/mile according to official time) (definitely short)2011
: 40:29 (8:06/mile)2012
: 38:58 (7:48/mile) 2013
: 39:45 (7:57/mile)2014
: 43:51 (8:46/mile)
Slowest not-after-a-50k trot for quite some time. I'm gonna claim it's because I was being smart in light of my upcoming marathon, but honestly I'm not sure I could have run those miles any faster.