I am rabidly anti treadmill, and yet this year the ice/snow situation in Lansing has led to several long runs on the treadmill. I felt utterly unprepared for my 11th half marathon, but that didn't stop me from running it. We left our house at 6:30 in the morning and headed to Portage, Michigan, a Kalamazoo suburb about an hour and 15 minutes from home.
When we arrived in Portage it was 2 degrees. TWO DEGREES. It was frigid. I was rethinking my decision to run this race, but I refused to back down. I jumped into the half without looking back. It took about a mile for me to be able to feel my hands, and my the two mile mark I'd settled into a nice rhythm.
About halfway through I felt a tightness in my IT band. I couldn't tell if it was the cold or actual IT band pain. I slowed down for a few miles and felt a little better, so I kept going. Around mile 11.5 I realized nope, it was actual IT band. All along I knew that it was indeed IT band, and I didn't want to listen to my body.
|Just before the halfway point.|
|I'm smiling through the pain.|
|Yes, that is my frozen hair.|