Other Stuff Racing

Downhill Duo

Pretty desperate for a road race, a little over a month ago I searched the USATF-Utah website for anything that might still be on the schedule. I was pleasantly surprised to find two half-marathons that were happening a week apart. Both were about an hour away so I looked at the websites, results, and course profiles and they both looked pretty similar – big drops. Well, those kinds of courses aren’t my favorite, but beggars can’t be choosers. Why not do both and make it interesting?!

The first one was the Hobblecreek Half Marathon in Mapleton Utah. I had never been to the area, but was willing to make the drive. The description said the race originally began as a prep in training for the St. George Marathon in the fall (at the time I was planning on racing St. George, but it was unfortunately cancelled a few days ago). Hobblecreek boasted a 1250 foot drop from start to finish and the elevation profile looked pretty smooth. Of course, one doesn’t really know until they run it.

I didn’t taper too much for this race, cutting my mileage plan by 40% the week of. I had had an easy week after the 50k so I felt a little awkard in how to best approach race day. The morning of I felt excited and also nervous. It had been a minute and I knew this race was very competitive. My legs felt mediocre – fine, but not fresh. I didn’t get quite the warm up I wanted to have in, but I was as ready as I was going to be for the day. Go time!

I went out pretty hot. I wanted to see how long I could push the pace, especially with the big drop. It turned out to be 6 miles – ha! After that, the course started adding a few rolling hills and flattened out a little (or at least felt like it flattened out). My pace slowed by 20 seconds per mile for the next few and then I blew up. I pushed with what I had to the finish and felt confident it was all I had for the day, but was surprised that I couldn’t hold on for longer. In hindsight, there were two sessions in the week that I would have altered and probably would have given me fresher legs. When the course profile changed, I still would have slowed, but probably would have been able to level my pace and shave a few minutes off. Hindsight is 20/20. Below is the course chart courtesy of Strava.

Final Stats (race #1)

Time: 1:22:02

36th of 345 overall

7th of 196 female

3rd of 24 in age group

Alright, on to the next one! Having just put forth a hard effort, it was time to really really rest up. Coach Judd wanted me to try barely running at all in the week between and keep activities mild. I had a 5-mile recovery run Monday and that was it until race day. I walked, I yoga-ed, I swam, I slept, I ate, I did my body-weight workout cut in half a few times….it felt weird. I didn’t start to get agitated until Thursday. I think it helped knowing that I was trying something new and different than what I’d normally do. I wanted to see what would happen and how I’d feel.

Again, I hadn’t done this course before, but the profile looked smooth and 1100 foot drop. The results said that historically this race wasn’t competitive, but with covid who knows. At the start it was easy to tell that this race was much smaller than Hobblecreek and much more laid back. We started with the “waterslide” method and I was the only one willing to admit I was shooting for 1:20 so I was up first. It was weird going out by myself.

I was instructed to go out at an easier pace with the idea of maintaining and speeding up. I wanted to go by effort and mostly ignore the watch. Around mile 3, another local runner caught me and we ran together through the finish. The first 7 miles flew by, even though it felt like my quads were…not firing? Isolated only to my quads. I hadn’t felt that before. Two other guys passed us, but that was it as far as the racers go. We did have a fair amount of weaving to do with other people walking, running, and cycling. There were a few more uphills than the last half and the downhill was a little gentler. The last 4 mile I faded and couldn’t recover. The rest of my legs felt good, but my quads never got to work – still troubleshooting that. The race was a bit short, coming in at 13 even.

Final Stats

Time – 1:23:39

4th of 96 overall

1st of 56 female

Having done things very differently the weeks before each race, I gained some new insights for what works best for me. We’ll see how the rest of the year unfolds with what covid will allow. I’m still hopeful about getting a marathon in.


SLCTC Winter Series 15k 2019

Race morning at 6:45 a.m. Tigro jumped up on our bed, sat on Kyle’s chest and looked at me. We have to get up earlier throughout the week, so I know he just wanted food, but it was as if he was yelling “RACE DAY!” at me on repeat. I flipped over and stayed in bed for 15 more minutes. All I could think about was how I really didn’t want to go – anywhere – let alone race a 15k. I didn’t know why I was feeling so unmotivated, but it had been a long work week and the weather had been pretty gross so I chalked the funk feeling up to just “one of those days.”

There seemed considerably less people at this race, but that’s to be expected for a 15k distance. It was also 20 degrees at the start, so that may have kept some people home. I ran my warm up and felt confident I could PR, but still felt like a race wasn’t in me. We lined up at the start, and I took off at a reasonable pace, but instantly didn’t feel good. I decided I really needed to focus on my own time and make sure I still get that PR. My legs felt okay, but it was just an overall heavy feeling of exhaustion. I pushed through the miles at a steady effort and was in the lead almost from the start, but second female (the girl who I beat at the 10k), stayed close behind. At first I didn’t know why, I figured she’d pick up the pace and blow past me, but then I realized she was actually racing. She was in it to win it, so she was staying with me until the end or until she felt it safe enough to push past.

Nothing exciting happened, and we remained close and she let me stay in front until mile 7. She said, “Just two more miles,” and to me that signified the race was over. She had plenty left in her to pick it up and take the lead and the win. She came along side and left me in second. I didn’t fight it. I was so tired and still a little worried about my time and whether or not I could make it under 60 minutes. She went on ahead and finished a whole 17 seconds ahead of me.

I still got my PR, and I know it was all I had for the day, but I felt like a disappointment. Not really to myself, but to those around in the running community. Everything can’t always line up on race day. I’ve learned to deal with the disappointments as they come and move on. But this was different. I felt like I let them down, not because I didn’t win, but because I didn’t give them a race. I didn’t make it close and exciting. I know it’s a kind of disappointment I will have to learn to deal with as I continue to progress and compete, but I guess I didn’t realize it existed until now.

My fellow competitor ran a good race, brought home the series win for the second year in a row. I placed 2nd in the series, also for the second year in a row. My splits were a little off because my watch needs to be updated, but this is about what they were: 6:15, 6:20, 6:17, 6:22, 6:21, 6:26, 6:28, 6:25, 6:22, and 1:44 for the last 0.3. For my legs it felt like a tempo, but it was all the energy I had at the time.

I went back and compared my times on the courses from last year. The * indicates a PR.


I’m happy with the progress. Last year I was overcoming injury and also getting acclimated to the elevation change (sealevel to 4,200 ft). Though it didn’t show for this race, I feel stronger than I ever have and am excited and hopeful for my next 26.2 in seven weeks!

Final Stats

Time – 58:59

16th overall of 309

2nd female of 148

1st in age group of 8


SLCTC Winter Series 10k

Goal number one, show up on time. After missing last week’s race, I had a nightmare during the week that I missed the Chicago Marathon. Haha! But now that that’s out of the way on my list of race day fails, I was ready for some performance redemption. My 5k race for this series was a mess, as are most of my 5ks, but doubling the distance helps with my nerves. Even if I go too fast or too slow for one mile, I still feel like I have time to fix it.

After my warm up, I felt pretty good. My legs felt rested, fueled, and not too loose. I saw a few new faces that weren’t at the 5k, but the favorite to win wasn’t there. The only competitor I knew was the runner who bested me at the 5k and bumped me to 3rd. I knew her fitness level, but I was banking on her underestimating mine, based on the 5k. She knew I almost always go out too fast on these shorter races, while she’s good at staying steady and passing me a few miles in. But I wasn’t nervous. Again, I wanted my PR more than the podium.

I lined up a row behind her at the starting line and planned to stay close behind. The horn sounded and I relaxed into a pace that felt sustainable. I decided I was going to ignore my split times buzzing on my watch and go by effort. A few minutes in, I was worried my competition was going too slow for my goal time, so I ended up passing her and took the lead early. I didn’t want to, but I felt confident I could keep grinding. I tucked myself into a pack of guys and kept up the pace.

At the turn around point, the pack had disbanded and I was left with just one guy helping me pull. I was also able to see that my competition was only four or five seconds behind me. I tried my best to stay steady, but while my legs felt good, my lungs were holding me back. I heard her breathing behind me and at mile 4 she caught up and passed me. I didn’t know if I could keep up with two whole miles to go. In my head I started accepting defeat. I didn’t feel like I had much left, but I kept her within ten to fifteen feet. At the mile 5 marker I saw her starting to slow and I attacked instinctively even though I didn’t think I could keep it up. I pushed past her in hopes she wouldn’t call my bluff. She fell behind a little bit and I became hopeful, but with half a mile to go I heard her breathing behind me. Was I going to let her catch me? I had started to get side stitches. Who wanted it more? I started to doubt myself and thought that maybe she wanted it more. But I couldn’t bring myself to not give everything. Home stretch, passing the 6 mile marker I surged and she responded. But I was already in front calling the shots so I had the advantage. The finish line was right there, just one more push. I hit the tape winning by a mere two seconds. I stopped my watch and stumbled to the ground. I was so tired and I just needed to sit. I dry heaved and then my competitor helped me up. I got an instant headache that lasted just a few minutes until I cooled down and got my recovery drink.

Close races are my favorite. I’ve both won and lost by less in the past. If she wasn’t there to push me, I probably wouldn’t have gotten my PR. I was happy with my mostly even splits, my first mile still being my fastest, but much closer than usual (6:00, 6:06, 6:09, 6:09, 6:09, 6:10, and 1:10 for the last .2). I’m also pretty happy that my legs felt good and that my lungs got the better workout. Now, for just the track club series, the overall winner will be between myself and her. Runners get points for placing at each race – 1 for 1st, 2 for 2nd, 3 for 3rd, etc. The runner with the fewest points after the three races wins and right now we are tied 4 – 4. Since the other contender didn’t show up for the 10k, she’s out. Regardless of who shows up for the 15k, there will be a race within the race between just us two.

Final Stats

Time – 37:52

15th of 350 overall

1st 181 female


SLCTC Winter Series 5k

First race of the season for me, first race in the series, first race in the USATF circuit…lots of firsts and I was anxious to get back at it. I had been back to training for a month and it had been going really well. So well that I had set high expectations for myself. It had been a year and a half since my last 5k PR (18:25) and I felt I could make a pretty big jump.

My “A” goal was 17:05, “B” goal was anything with 17 in front of it, and “C” was just a new PR. Because this was part of the USATF circuit, I knew the competition could be pretty tough but you never know who will show up and who won’t. Or at least I don’t – they pretty much know I’m going to be there because I advertise it. Haha! But I decided that the time goals were more important to me than the leaderboard. I would race whoever I could, but if I came in 5th or 6th and still got my time, I’d be okay with it.

The day before the race I got a massage, which is pretty typical for me, but it was with a therapist I hadn’t had for sports massage before. My legs felt really good after, but I had one nagging concern I couldn’t get out of my head. She did some assisted static stretching on my hamstrings and even though it felt good, I knew that kind of stretching before a race could reduce power output (depending on who you ask). There wasn’t much I could do about it at that point though, so I just had to wait and see come race time. At least it would be another opportunity to feel the science.

After arriving I got super nervous, way more than I should have been. It wasn’t really about the race against fellow competitors, but the race against myself. And for a 5k or 10k, if you screw up one mile, you don’t have time to recover. My legs felt good, but my hamstrings felt too limber.

We lined up at the starting line and I only saw two runners that I knew were fast enough to beat me. One of them I already knew was way faster than me and would probably easily take the win. The other had beat me at all three races last year to take the series, but based on more current race results I knew we were about the same fitness level.

Now counting on making top 3, I took off at the start taking the lead. The fastest female would overtake me before the halfway point, but she fell back a bit to, I assume, just see what kind of pace she needed to win. After the first mile she sailed past me. I didn’t look at my watch to see what my first split was, but I didn’t feel good. Like I had feared, I felt like I had to power in my hamstrings. My gut just didn’t feel good either. Not from food, but from a nervous, uneasiness. I wasn’t controlled and relaxed (this is why I think it’s important for me to race all these races). I knew I slowed, but I tried to stay steady the rest of the way. By the the turnaround point, I slid into 3rd. I tried to keep her close, but I started to feel worse. I gave up on trying to be close enough to put up a fight at the end. My splits were 5:43, 5:59, 6:03, and 37 seconds for the last .12. I PR-ed by 3 seconds.

I was bummed, but I reminded myself that my last 18:25 5k was on a crazy good how-did-I-even-pull-that-off kind of day. And this recent 18:22 was on a bad day. Most of the time, that’s how I shake off a bad race, or a rough training run. I think about where I was and how far I’ve come. I remember how excited I was when I broke 20 minutes for the first time. It doesn’t make the bad performance “okay,” but it makes me be grateful that I’ve progressed enough that I get to be bummed about this time that I would have killed for in the past.

Final Stats

Time – 18:22

22nd Overall of 381

3rd Female of 200

1st in Age Group of 12


Rock the Canyon 10k

If the above photo looks like we are starting on a hill, it’s because we ARE! The first year for this race, I didn’t know what to expect. I wanted a 10k that wasn’t advertised as “fast” and “PR friendly.” I wanted it to be hard. According to the elevation chart on the website, it was shaped like a U, going down in the beginning and coming back up at the end. The course was way tougher than it looked.

The organization and timing of the race was great, with a true distance course (sometimes that can be rare in smaller races). My upcoming marathon is relatively hilly so racing on some hills was what I needed.

I paced myself pretty well with the beginning hill (6:30) and then tried to roll down with 5:34 and 6:17 as it “flattened” out. I was going by feel, but took the lead at this point. Second female stayed on my heels for about a mile until we started going uphill again. I slowed to a 6:54 and 6:43. My legs were trashed, but the burn was so good. I climbed the last mile in 7:55 and rolled the last .2 in at 1:08. I was very happy with how hard I worked and that I got my heart rate up to 205.

It felt like such a good workout, and it’s definitely a race I hope I can do next year. Finding a course like this in Salt Lake City or surrounding areas is difficult – most are downhill bombs, and though I’m not totally opposed to downhill racing (see, it’s not my favorite.

Cash prizes, along with gift cards and raffles were offered and kept on the schedule promised. Parking wasn’t an issue and it was easy to find. Though as it grows in number, I could see parking being a potential problem later on. But next year if you’re in the area and want a challenging race, this is the one.

Final Stats

Time – 40:55

Overall – 6th of 114

Female – 1st of 63



Top of Utah Half Marathon 2018

I really hadn’t planned on doing this race because it was an hour and a half away, a downhill course, and I already had plenty of races lined up in the coming months. But this half was the only one in Utah’s USATF Road Racing Circuit and I needed the extra points if I wanted to hold my ground. Plus, I was given a free entry and thought I’d have a shot at least a little prize money.

The course had a 655 foot drop so I knew a PR was probable, but my main focus was just to place as high as I could for the points – truly a race just to race. The weather turned out to be perfect with a little chill at the start, but comfortable once I got moving. I almost forgot what it felt like to run and not feel hot.

The first female took off and I wasn’t about to chase her. I ran with second for the first mile until I saw our split at 6:03. Though I wanted to start fast to take advantage of the gravity factor, I admitted it was a little too fast and I backed off. I focused on trying to give my hamstrings and glutes a workout even on the decline, and tried to level my effort on the few inclines. Miles 2-5 were 6:13, 6:14, 6:21, 6:10. There were a few guys here and there, always at least one in my sights ahead, but for the most part I was running alone.

I thought I was feeling a little too good at this point, so I eased into a little faster pace. Miles 6 and 7 were 6:05 and 6:08. The course then flattened out a bit and I slowed. Fourth female was no where to be found, but I wanted to keep pressing. There was still a lot of race left. Miles 8-10 were 6:18, 6:22, 6:22. My goal at this point was to keep my paces under 6:25 for the last few miles, but mile 11 was 6:36 – whoops! Maybe sub 7-min miles? I began to worry a bit that fourth female might be coming to chase me. The 12th mile went uphill and I was spent. My watched buzzed with a 6:55. I needed to finish better than that and I only had one mile left. I was getting excited to finish third, but sensed that maybe someone was behind me. I couldn’t hear anything, no footsteps or breathing so I thought I was just being paranoid. When the finish line was in sight, I turned my head just to see and 50 feet behind there she was! It was almost over and I couldn’t let her catch me. I sprinted to the finish ignoring the last mile split. I beat her by just 12 seconds. Mile 13 was 6:25 and the last tenth was 27 seconds. I wanted to vomit.

It was a small PR, but more importantly I got the points I needed for the circuit. I was happy with how I ran and felt (minus those darn 11th and 12th miles), and had another successful half nutritionally.

This race will probably be in the racing circuit again next year, so I can’t say I won’t ever do it again. However, I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone wanting to just run a nice half marathon unless you live nearby. With the exception of a lane on the highway on about half a mile of the course, it was completely open to traffic. It wasn’t marked that well either. I was thankful that I could always see at least one guy ahead of me making turns. There were several times where there were no signs and only spray paint on the road that blended with typical construction markings. The other organization aspects of the race were fine, but with announcing all the individual age group awards that were five deep, the post race festivities took longer than necessary.

Final Stats

Time – 1:22:39

21st of 888 overall

3rd of 541 women

1st of 80 in age group


Goodyear Half Marathon 2018

Three miles – two easy, last one at goal race pace. I had an “A” and a “B” time goal, but I purposely didn’t look at my watch during this shakeout run. I was supposed to go by feel and effort alone. When I finished, I looked at my splits and saw that my third mile was my “A” pace on the dot.

This being the second race of the series, I was hopeful to get a grip on my current rank. The previous 8k went poorly and my placing put me pretty low in the standings at 19th. The longer the race the better I place, so I was hopeful about redeeming myself.

The humidity was a big issue for me at the 8k, and it didn’t look like it’d be much better for the half. I thought I would be able to handle it better since my pace wouldn’t be as fast. However, race morning came and it was 92% – even worse. The temperature was cooler than the 8k, but I was used to training in 95-100 degree heat so I wasn’t even a little concerned about temps. But I wasn’t going to let that make me nervous – it wastes too much energy.

Arriving at the start, I eyed the competition and realized one of them was doing the 10k option and a few others weren’t there. My chances were looking pretty good. I relaxed and settled into the starting corral. My mother was a little ways back, ready to nail down a sub 2-hour race.

The gun fired and the 10k racers shot forward. I stayed calm and told myself to hold back the first few miles. After a few minutes, from what I could tell I was third. First female was the one who won the 8k, second female I could tell I’d be able to pick off soon. I kept them both in my sights, but at the same time was focusing on pacing myself. The humidity was a problem for my breathing, but I needed to suck it up (haha, get it?) and grind out my best effort.

Just before the fourth mile, I passed the girl in second. I made sure we weren’t running together for any measurable amount of time. I felt strong and comfortable enough to push forward without her. By mile 6, the lead had gapped herself by quite a bit and I lost sight of her. We still had half the race, so I tried to keep my pace steady and see if I could go hunting in the last few miles.

For most of the race I was alone, with one guy staying 50 yards ahead of me. It’s definitely harder to push yourself when no one is around, but I still felt like my effort was solid.  Mile 10 was my fastest split, but first place was way, way out of sight and I was struggling. My legs felt good, but my lungs were so tired, and were starting to get sore. With two miles left, I started getting side stitches. I was far from even my “B” goal pace, but I knew I locked in second place. For the last half mile, with plenty of kick still in my legs, I picked up the pace and finished strong.

I wasn’t thrilled about my time, but was happy with my effort. I felt that I truly ran the best I could that day. After a hard race though, I like to feel my legs taxed and sore to know that I really gave it everything. But even the day after, I didn’t have any soreness. It’s frustrating, but the weather is just one of the uncontrollables of racing.

My mom ran her personal best and hit her goal time in 1:59:25! I was so happy for her.

The course was accurately measured with a fair amount of inclines (note scale). There weren’t any crazy hills. There were many more spectators than you would normally find on a course, but this was Akron. We love our runners! The event as a whole was well organized and everything was on time. Immediately finishing the race I was handed a lanyard that said “2nd female, be at stage by 8:50 a.m.” The awards were supposed to be at 9 a.m. and they were. I can’t tell you how important that is for a race review. I’ve been to many races that take HOURS to do the awards ceremony. They had ice cream, burgers, and beer for all the finishers. Of course I didn’t have any, but I liked that it was offered!

Now I’m getting really excited to race the blue line at the end of September, the last race of the series, home of my very first race, the First Energy Akron Marathon. I’ve moved up to 3rd in the series, but I’m going to have to pull a hail mary to come out on top.

Final Stats

Time: 1:25:28

11th out of 737 overall

2nd of 362 females

2nd in age group



Akron 8k and Provo 10k

Akron is where I’m from, so I was especially excited to be able to go “home” for this 2018 series (scored). The 8k was the first of three, followed by a half marathon in August and a full marathon in September.

Having six weeks off from racing, I was able to get some solid training in for this race and felt really prepared. Being an odd distance, I’d only ever raced it once before and it was on a tough cross-country course, so I figured a PR was “in the bag.” But really, I wanted to place well for the series scoring and match my pace from my fastest 5k – 5:55 per mile.

The weather was pretty terrible. An alert was sent out a few days earlier from the race director with an extreme heat advisory. Salt Lake had been pretty hot, even hotter than the weather in Akron and I had been training in the heat so I wasn’t worried, but the humidity would be another matter. I knew the competition would be tough, cranking out much faster times than I was currently ready for, but I planned on at least making her nervous and then nabbing second. Still, you never know who else is going to show up…

Legs felt great, shakeout run the day before felt good, I was confident in a new nutritional strategy I was testing out, and I was ready to feel the burn! I hung out with my dad (who was running the mile as his first race ever) before heading over to the starting area fueled and hydrated.

Eyeing the competition, I kept the nerves down and excitement up. We moved to the top of the starting line and were off. Immediately, I realized it was much harder to breathe than it should have been. I wasn’t starting off too fast, my legs felt like they could keep that pace, but I just couldn’t get any air in my lungs. After about 3/4 of a mile I slid into 5th female and kept my cool, thinking I had 4 miles to catch up to the pack of four leading ladies. However, after mile 2 I felt myself starting to slow dramatically. My legs still felt amazing, I couldn’t turn over fast enough to feel any sort of burn, it was just the air. The heat itself didn’t even bother me. I found myself alone, a few guys coming and going, but no female competitors around. The lead pack was now strung out as I got to see on an out and back, the one favored to win now in second. I pushed with what I could, but again I didn’t feel like I was running hard. It was frustrating. I stayed in 5th and finished well over my goal time, but at least shaved over a minute off my last 8k. After crossing the finish line I swear my legs screamed “Again, again!” My lungs though, were actually sore.

Going from 11% humidity to 85% made much more of a difference than I thought it would. You never really know and understand until you experience it (key in all of my training and racing). I love to travel and race, and weather/environment changes are just part of the game and out of your control. Looking over the top four females’ statistics, they faded in pace at the same rate I did. Take the humidity away, and I’m pretty sure I could have put up a good fight. The heat was a disadvantage for them, because it wasn’t normal, local weather. But I was fine with the heat and I had the elevation drop advantage (4200 ft. to 900 ft.).  I also feel confident that my goal time of 29:24 was legitimate – my legs were there. I didn’t run the tangents that well, and I ended up being a tenth over. My average heart rate was 126 and cadence 180. Those numbers should and would have been higher if I could breathe.

My nutrition was a “new” theory I was testing and I think it worked out well, but I’m waiting to check on a few more things before I delve into that bucket.

Final Stats

Time – 31:37

15th of 1781 overall

5th of 1023 females

3rd of 114 in age group

Four days later, I woke up in considerably drier air and got myself out the door for a forty-five minute drive to the start line. I didn’t feel amazing when I woke up, but I figured I’d get it worked out come the 7 a.m. gun time. I got a little turned around trying to park and had to run a mile and a half to the start line – that was my warm up. I felt as ready as I could be and knew that the competition would be tough. I recognized a few, but this race had prize money so that always brings in some others. I purposely did NOT use the nutritional theory from the 8k to continue to gather data.

I tried to stay relaxed, but my shoulders remained tense. I felt like I settled into a reasonable burn within the first few minutes to be able to endure for 6 miles, but it wasn’t good that I felt it so early. The course was relatively flat with a few inclines, but nothing major. The leading ladies began to pull further away as I tried to keep a steady effort. Just before the halfway point, we ran into the 5k walkers (they started at a different place). There were 2,400 of them, and it seemed like we had to weave through every last one. We got a half a mile break from an out and back, but then rejoined them, having to weave around for half the race in total. I was less than thrilled about that, knowing that it definitely slowed my time, possibly robbing me of a PR, but everyone had to do it.

Finishing the race with a headache and feeling sluggish, I headed back to the car thinking things through. From start to finish, I wouldn’t have raced any differently. I didn’t feel properly fueled, which is helpful for me to note. Next week I have a 5k that I will try what I did for the 8k and compare. And THEN maybe I’ll be able tell you more. Besides fueling, it felt like an off day for me. I may have been a little dehydrated, too.

At the end of the day, the results don’t lie. The effort was hard, and that’s what I needed. My time was slow, but part of why I race so often is that I like to test things out. That means having a lot of “less than ideal” racing outcomes.

Final Stats

Time – 38:40

39th of 741 overall

8th of 346 female

1st of 50 in age group