Guess who survived their fourth half marathon? This girl! This was my third year running the Dallas Rock ‘n’ Roll Half Marathon, and in comparison to 2014, and 2015, this year was definitely a lot more challenging. I wish I could say that I had an easy breezy time, but I mostly had a breezy time because it was SO windy! The whole week leading up to race day weekend had been so pleasant, but of course, the one day I have to exert physical effort outside Texas is like “Hey, you know what would be funny…?” Well joke’s on you, Texas, because I made it to the finish line! Let’s recap this miserable experience, shall we?
What I Wore:
- I wanted to create a t-shirt to honor my Grandpa, as it was my first big race after his passing (he was always my first phone call after my first three half marathons), so I customized one online, and voila! Bill was his first name, the 28 is for the year he was born, and the gas pump, tractor, and envelope pictures to pay tribute his time in the service station industry, when he raised cattle, and when he worked as a mailman.
- Full length running tights from Target (it was COLD)
- Saucony Kinvara 5 Runshield shoes
- Sweatybands headband
- Apple watch.
The course was 100% road, and took place mostly through downtown Dallas and it’s surrounding hot spots (Deep Ellum, The Arts District, Dealey Plaza). Sadly there weren’t any conspiracy enthusiasts out when I passed through Dealey Plaza (they are almost always there), but I did run over over the “X” that is marked for where the exact spot where JFK was shot, so that was…cool? Okay, mostly creepy. Conspiracies aside, the course was a lot more hilly than I had anticpated, and phew did it get the best of me. However, I did get to see man a dressed a Elvis, groups in matching outfits, and around mile 9…Teletubbies.
It’s always nice to have an uncomfortable group of children’s television performers cheering from the sidelines. Too bad the creepy baby sun wasn’t out there too. Oh well, maybe next year.
How I felt:
Not great. I was doing fine up until mile 6, but at that point I had already passed a few hills, and the wind was relentless. I caught up with my Dad and Jake around mile 4 and handed off a light long sleeve I had on over my t-shirt because at that point was warm and didn’t feel like I needed it any more. Wrong! I would cycle through moments where the wind was icy and I was really cold, to where I was directly in the sun and could a sunburn forming on my forehead. Describing this sounds like I in some sort of weird Revenant like trek across the land, but I felt like all of the elements were working against me! Once I hit mile 10, I told myself, “Okay just a 5k more and you’re through” but the wind got even worse at mile 12 and the last mile felt like I was running through a polar wind tunnel (not sure if this is a thing, but we can pretend). Once I crossed the finish line all I wanted to do was cry I was so cold, but I was thankful that I wasn’t in any sort of physical pain and that I had made it through.
All in all, I’m proud of myself of making to the finish line, and logging another half to my record, but I am counting on more agreeable weather for my next half April 16th! If I had to run through ice water again when it is technically spring time, I’m just going to ditch the race and run directly into traffic because I am so over Texas’ inability to stick to a season. Come on, Spring!