I’m tired. I had a Longmont Concert Band concert up in Nederland after the race, so I decided to take a short detour to the East Portal of the Moffat Tunnel and watch some trains. 45 minutes later, nothing’s come by yet and I’m falling asleep.
The race went well this morning. It’s silly calling it a race, but I didn’t choose the name. And I suppose that many people actually are racing, though nobody near me.
I took the bus in from the Niwot park and ride, which was a really good choice. Getting to and from the race was a breeze. I was early, so I watched a bunch of waves start before I got in with mine.
The start was kinda slow. I’m used to going fast for the first mile or two when I run. That’s a bit stupid, but it’s what I do. My first two miles were at what I was hoping would be my average pace for the race. Then I slowed down even more.
It wasn’t until about the fourth mile that I realized why I was going so slowly. I wasn’t breathing very well. Since I’m used to running alone, I usually focus on my breathing. But there’s so much going on in the race, lots of bands playing, people in silly costumes, people handing out beer, donuts, and bacon (yes, seriously, all three, and at 8am – ick). I really couldn’t hear myself breath.
When I could focus on breathing, my heart rate would come down a bit, and I’d feel a little better. But I just couldn’t keep focused. Nevertheless, I kept going and only slowed briefly for drinks. I finished in 1:09:22, a bit slower than I’d hoped, but still just fine for an “old, fat guy”.
Now, when is a train going to come by?…
[update: My results. I came in 24,498th place. :-)]