Last year was the first time I ran the Columbus 10K. It was super fast and super competitive, and I knew I wanted to add it to the schedule again this year. Three days before the race I started to have a little niggle in my hip (more on that another day) and frankly, I just haven't been feeling in all that great of shape, so I didn't expect a whole lot from this race.
We got down there in good time, but there was still a line for the three port-a-johns already a block long. I decided to take my warm up run to the other side of Columbus to where I knew there was a public bathroom. It was hot and humid and I was feeling like this race was going to suck. I barely got back in time to get in line for the start.
I decided I just wanted to go hard and not worry about my splits, so I put a sticker over my watch. In hindsight, this was a bad idea as my first mile was the fastest of the day and although I thought I was holding back, I wasn't. I was suffering right from the beginning. I wasn't getting passed by many people but I was getting passed and I was falling further and further behind. I was struggling to keep my head in the game. Six miles felt like they took forever.
I have no idea what my final time was, but it was a solid 1:20 slower than last year. I have no excuses but it is frustrating that I feel less in shape than last year when I have bigger goals this year.
Regardless, I still placed in my age group. Last year I was fifth with quite a respectable time and this year with a slower time I finished third and walked away with a camp mug.