roxymama
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Hot Chocolate 15k (Chicago) Race Recap
I had a surprise visit from my college roommate and his 16-year old daughter this weekend. They flew in from Austin to pre-celebrate my birthday as well as attend a college tour at the University of Chicago.
So, my weekend plans changed last minute from a scheduled quiet Friday night, attending a football game on Saturday (ND vs. VA Tech), the Hot Chocolate 15k on Sunday morning, and a pre-birthday dinner on Sunday night to picking up from the airport late Friday night, staying up even later Friday chatting, registering my 16-year old daughter for the same UChicago tour on Saturday, attending the UChicago tour with both our daughters, dining out with our guests on Saturday night, and returning them to the airport mid-afternoon on Sunday. Although I skipped the ND/VA Tech game (which ended up being quite an exciting game), the good news is that I was able to catch up with a really good friend that I haven’t seen in quite a while. Also, I was still able to fit in the Hot Chocolate 15k race this morning. In fact, in a very odd sequence of discussions on Saturday morning before heading to the UChicago tour, we last minute decided to hit the Hot Chocolate Expo and register my college roommate (5k), his daughter (her first 15k), my wife (5k), my daughter (her first 15k), and my son (5k – his first race ever). This was awesome as my original plan was just to pop downtown, run the race solo, and drive back home.
After dropping my wife, son, and college roommate at their corral (I), then taking the two 16-year olds to their corral (E), I made my way to corral A. As my first race in over two years and my last race on the front half of a century, surprisingly, I went in knowing exactly what I could expect to do and felt confident that I could achieve it. So, the question I was mulling over in my mind was whether or not I should push the pace a little faster than my goal to challenge myself a little more. However, there is a problem pacing at the Hot Chocolate Chicago race (as @roxymama can verify); within the first 0.2 miles of the race, you go underground for almost a mile followed by running amongst the tall buildings in downtown Chicago for another mile. This completely throws off your GPS watch, and it usually doesn’t get back fully on track for another mile or two after that. Although I was confident in the pace I could run for the race, I was not confident in my pace-by-feel abilities. But, as I entered my corral, I immediately saw the most beautiful thing in the world… pacers! Given that I had an 8:00 pace as my goal pace, I lined up perfectly with the nice round pacer intervals, and Paul, the 8:00 pacer, was right in front of me. Perfect, I thought. I will just run behind Paul during the first few miles when my watch will be useless, then I can go by feel after a nice, controlled start.
Soon the starting horn sounded, and we were off. It was crowded at first, so I wasn’t right near the pacer, but I kept him in my sight until the crowd thinned out enough to make some moves to get with the group. I didn’t see the first mile marker, so I don’t know our split, but by the second mile marker, we were slightly ahead of pace (maybe a 7:50 average pace). Paul, the pacer, slowed down a little, and by the third mile marker, we were on target. Paul continued to pace us very well, and although I was feeling pretty comfortable and thought I could push more, I decided to stick with the pacing group a while longer. In my mind, I was thinking I would stay with the group until about mile six, then go on my own. Mile marker six came, and I didn’t speed up. It wasn’t a conscious decision, and I’m not sure why I didn’t go as I still felt quite good. Also, it wasn’t until this point that I realized that nobody was talking in this group. I mean, the entire time since the start. I did hear a few words between the pacer and a guy next to him at a couple of the mile markers when the pacer was stating the last mile/overall time/pace, but it wasn’t really a discussion. Not sure why this hit me as weird as I believe there is no expectation of conversation in a pacer group, but the few times I have joined or stayed near one, they always seem to have some type of discussion/excitement. Anyway, I decided to strike up a conversation with the pacer. So, I asked him how long he had been pacing (two years), what distances (up to marathon which is his favorite), if he had paced in Chicago before (no, this was his first), where else he was pacing (all over the U.S.). All of the sudden, everyone else jumped in and started asking questions of Paul and each other. It was as if someone just needed to break the ice. We were at about mile seven, the group seemed to be enjoying themselves, so I thanked Paul for his awesome pacing, and I went off to see what I could do for the last 2.3 miles. I was able to increase pace by about 30 seconds per mile which felt good from a performance point of view but definitely not sustainable for more than a couple miles at this point in the race. Luckily, all I had was a couple miles left, and I crossed the finish line at 1:13:11 (7:51 overall pace).
More importantly, my daughter and my college roommate’s daughter finished the 15k (their longest race so far) at a 9:06 pace, and my son finished his first race ever (5k). I’m a very proud dad!
Congrats on the race to you and your family! I was up until past midnight the night before seeing Sebastian Mansicalco at the United Center with my husband and in-laws. Even with the time-change I still got a late start out the door and literally ran a quarter mile to get into the corrals mere seconds before they closed off A-H. Oops. So I am sorry I did not get to say hi. Had to literally race to finish and get back home to drive to our family Thanksgiving. Was a blur of a weekend for sure. Sound like we were kindred spirits on that front.
I'll try to post a little recap here soon.