Weekly Runner Photo Challenge: Your Worst Race
This week’s challenge: Your worst race. Not necessarily your worst race photo, but a photo or representation of your worst race to date. It can be a photo of you before, during or after the race, or if you don’t have one, something that represents the race (maybe your bib, shirt, medal). And an explanation of why it was your worst race.
I definitely have a worst race, with two runner-ups.
GOLD MEDAL: Wisconsin Half Marathon 2011
Somehow, in the winter of 2011, I convinced Erin that we needed to run the Illinois Half Marathon and the Wisconsin Half Marathon on back-to-back weekends. The problem (besides this being a stupid idea) is that my IT Band was bothering me for first half marathon, so by the time we got to the second one, I was in a lot of pain. At mile 3, I thought “I really should not be running this race.” But I wanted my medal. So I stuck it out. It sucked that I could not keep up with Erin because my leg was bothering me. And I was depressed for most of May* and June. Yeah. Races from those months were not stellar.
So now you know why I was so happy the race went so well this year! And this race also holds my favorite race picture (2009) from last week’s question. Ha ha.
Lesson learned: None. I would still have run this race to get my cheese medal.
SILVER MEDAL: Red Ribbon Race 5K 2008
Lesson learned: don’t take vitamins on an empty stomach before a fast race. Wow. I had stomach pain like no other for this race. Not the “I am about to throw up because I am running so fast!” pain, but the “something is trying to kill me from inside my body” pain. Since this race, I have never taken vitamins in the morning before a run. I don’t want to risk it. It was that painful.
BRONZE MEDAL: Rally for Autism 5K 2009
My first race with Erin! At 9:00 am! In August! In the high 80s! In a park with no shade! You can tell where this is going… it was hot and we were miserable.
Lesson learned: don’t try to race in the summer.
Also, this is when I was first having shin problems. I should not have been running at all.
Lesson learned #2: Respect your body. Unless you are going for a Cheese Medal.
*What is my problem with May?! This happens to me every year!!!