I have said it before, and I will say it again. I have mixed emotions about racing at home. I worry about forgeting things and seem to not really care about running a 1/2 marathon. And yes, it is easier now, but it is still 13.1 miles. I hadn’t run this race yet and figured since I would be in Atlanta for Thanksgiving I may as well. After all, the start is about 5 miles from my house.
This too wasn’t far from my house. Except it was downtown. Which means pay to park. I paid $9 freaking dollars for 15 minutes in an expo. I get in and realize that they don’t have the right size women’s shirts. Like none. Somehow M’s and L’s weren’t ordered. I ended up with a men’s small that was more like an XL on me (I later tweeted the Atlanta Track Club and they ordered more and I can switch sizes–which is awesome). There wasn’t a single thing that I needed at the expo (no freebies either) so I headed home.
I made this dinner for me and P (yay for delicious carbs) and got all of my race stuff together and went to bed.
P got up early to take me to the start. I met up with Allison and we had a few minutes before the race began. We did a warm up run, snapped a pic, and parted ways to our corrals.
I was in Corral B, which seemed surprisingly crowded. I tried to stay towards the back of the corral to try and take it easy. The goal was 1:50-2:00 and to not over do it. It was a little chilly, but perfect for racing.
Hills, hills, hills. This is what I remember. We ran through West Midtown and Midtown towards Piedmont Park. It is nice to run in my own town-I knew what to expect on most of the roads. I skipped the first waterstop and felt as though the course was really crowded. It was hard to get liquids at any of the stops and I was constantly having to watch my step for other runners.
Mile 6-7 was running through the park and I knew Chris (the bro-in-law) would be there with my “nephew” Zeus. I missed the waterstop because of the crowds and hoped I would be okay for another few miles. I saw Chris and Zeus and he barked quite loudly when he saw me. I turned the corner to head up another hill and back through Midtown.
I knew I would soon see Michelle, a local half fanatic, at the water stop at mile 8. A GU, quick hello and a drink and I was off again. All I wanted was to get to the finish.
I was honestly getting bored at this point. I don’t know if it is because it’s a Thanksgiving day race or because of the location, but the race is quiet. Not a huge crowd watching, lots of turns throughout the course, and I guess knowing where I was, ended up being boring.
At mile 12 a volunteer said, “You got it, last hill!” Well, he lied. The finish had an uphill (technically ended on a downhill but there was still an UP).
|Please look at all 3 of our faces. We look miserable. Looks like we are starting a downhill after a long uphill.|
As I ran through the finishers chute I heard nothing. I literally felt like I was in a movie and the sound was off. The finish was actually crowded but no one was cheering. I almost did the hands in the air to tell them louder but decided to let it be. Didn’t want to be “that” girl. I crossed the line and headed to the finishers area to wait for Allison to be done.
|Note to self: DO NOT attempt to show off guns while running. It leads to TERRIBLE pics. All over the course.|
|earned my turkey!!|
Running with Allison
Powerade and Sports Beans
Not so Much:
The crowd support
It has sooo much potential!! I think it is a pretty boring race medal overall. I mean, the race is on Thanksgiving…there are so many ways to make the medal more fun. I do like the lanyard and the weight of it.
If you are looking for a Georgia race, choose another one. If you happen to be in Atlanta and want more than a turkey trot on Thanksgiving-this is your race. It’s a good race. Not great, not bad. Just good. It isn’t exactly cheap (I think I paid $70) and there isn’t even an Atlanta Track Club member discount (which should be a member perk if they happen to read this). The shirt is okay (like the medal-has so much potential but sorta boring). I will do this race again if I am in town, but won’t adjust my holiday plans just to run it.