Monday, October 24, 2011

game on

My dad called me yesterday morning to tell me that he ran a half marathon in Dallas in 2 hours. I had no idea he was running one, nor did he know that I was running one the next day. If he had realized I was running one he probably would of egged me on about beating him, and the fact that I am 31 years younger than him and I should really be running 1:35 or something crazy.
Of course the first thing I tell Susan when I see her is about the conversation with my dad, and I said, "It's game on!" Susan's brother Ted, who flew in for the run had told her months ago that we have to run the half in less than 2 hours if he was going to run with us. I hadn't given much thought to actually trying to run the race in less than 2 hours until I talked to my dad.
My half marathon pr is 2:05 and we ran the same race last year in ~2:11.
They changed the start location this year for the Columbia Gorge Half Marathon and we had to wait 45 minutes for a shuttle to take us to the start line. The race ended up starting 20 minutes late because of shuttling everyone to the start. By the time the race started I just wanted to finish and get to Double Mountain for a beer, I didn't care if we did it in less than 2 hours or not. Susan was still set on finishing the race in at least 2 hours, every mile she would check her watch and say we should be at X time, but wouldn't actually tell me what time we were at. We were 1.2 miles from the finish, Susan checked her watch and said that we should be at 1:50, I finally asked her what time we were actually at. I was expecting her to say 2 hours, but she said 1:45. I thought, "holy shit we are actually going to do this!" We finished in 1:55! Of course the first thing I did was call my dad.