Well, the Koala Houston Half Marathon certainly didn’t go as planned. Some GI distress, a bum knee, and a humidity spike made this race more of a suffer-fest than it should have been.
First of all, huge thank you to the police officers who kept us safe on the course. And
I ran the Koala Houston Half Marathon yesterday, and it was supposed to be a gorgeous day: in the low 60s, but sunny. Everything I did was done almost the exact same way as I approach every half marathon — everything but one. I got a burrito from Chipotle instead of Freebirds. NEVER AGAIN.
Anyway. This was the second time I ran the Koala Houston Half Marathon. I woke up yesterday morning feeling a bit nauseous but chalked it up to nerves. While I dressed, I ate my peanut butter and jelly sandwich, then grabbed my last-minute items. I was nervous, so I was also super-chatty on the way up with Melissa.
Fast-forward to the start time. I felt good. Nothing hurt. So I took off, clocking a ridiculous 7:49/mile pace. No
And slow I did. By the halfway point of the Koala Houston Half Marathon, I literally stopped to dry heave. (Fortunately, I did not throw up. I really thought that was it, that I’d throw up, that the medic would be called, and that the race would be over, because I couldn’t run six and a half more miles after throwing up.) One of the other runners paused to ask if I was okay. I waved her away.
After Pukie almost caught me, I had one goal: finish. I dropped my original time goal and focused on a sub-2:00 half marathon. I put one foot in front of the other. I tried eating GU. And I kept walking through water stations, especially since the humidity had ramped up, and for the second half of the course, we were running straight into the sun.
Somehow, I managed, and I crossed the finish line at 1:59 and change.
Highlights of the Koala Houston Half Marathon
It’s a mostly flat course, so in ideal weather conditions, it’s possible to PR. Water stops are plenty, every two miles. Crowd support is good.
For me, the highlight was my Flavor Flav-sized medal, along with breakfast tacos from Taco Cabana at the finish line. I also really liked the vendor that set up a coffee booth; I needed it.
I’ll keep this one brief:
- Don’t eat Chipotle ever again. I had GI distress for over 24 hours.
- Slow your roll. There’s no need to run sub-8 minute miles at the beginning. That’ll just blow you out.
- (Learned) It’s okay to slow your pace so that you can finish.
- (Learned) Walking through water stops will protect your joints.
- (Learned) I need to keep doing my glute-strengthening exercises and see a chiropractor.
- (Learned) Just have fun! You paid to do this. High-five the kids and thank the police officers.
Did you race this weekend? How was it?