Race Report: Queen of Prussia 10k, Sunday September 12
Distance: 10k
Goal: Princess half corral cutoff PoT (i.e., 54:45) or bust. I didn't even care if I finished if I didn't get that goal.
Official Time: 54:37
First I want to say, this was a nicely-run race and I thought the organizers did a great job. The course was just impeccably marked, and had lots of volunteers flagging the way. You couldn't get lost if you tried. All roads were closed too, so no worries about cars. It started in the Town Center which is really like a giant shopping center so there was copious parking right near the start/finish. Also it was a nice-ish shopping center so a pleasant place to hang out and wait to start.
I had already started stressing/complaining earlier this week about the projected T+D, as it kept creeping up for race time in the forecast all week. It turned out to be about 127, which I'm sure is laughable to many of you who live down south, but I am on such a razor's edge making this PoT time that it could make the difference. In reality it just meant that I needed to stay hydrated all week and show up to the start line with good hydration/nutrition. Sadly, as usual, I did not do that.
Long story short, I ran a little too fast the first 2.5 miles, and at mile 3.5 I started feeling the heat (I am a middle-aged lady after all). I knew going in, there was no way I could take time to grab fluids at the water stop and still make my goal time. But I got pretty bad stomach cramps and my vision started to have spots a little just before a water stop at mile 4 and change. I knew I had to stop and grab a water. I'm way too klutzy to drink on the run so that meant walking for 30 sec to a minute. Normally, this would mean I start to despair, decide my race was ruined, and just give up. But Billy gave me an expert pep talk leading into the race, and I remembered what he said: Don't worry if you lose it at any point, keep going, you can get it back (not a direct quote). So I didn't give up and just started running again, maybe not at my too-fast pace or even my goal pace but a little slower. And I got it back! By the time the finish line was in sight I could "sprint" (for me) the final 0.2 or so. And I just squeaked in there! Less than 10 seconds ahead of my goal time!
I still have not learned my lesson to have a nutrition/hydration plan on race morning and stick to it. Maybe this time will scare me straight but I doubt it. All praise goes to Billy, Builder of the Training Plans and Pep Talker for the Head Cases like me. I couldn't have imagined getting a PoT at these new tightened standards even a year ago.