My big weakness as a runner is I pay way too much attention to how fast other women around me are running and too little attention to holding an even pace. My excuse for doing this is "other women inspire me to run faster". But the truth is, other women inspire me to run my first mile at a 6 minute pace and then run the rest of the race more slowly on burned out, painful legs. Ultras are an exception, in which I tend to follow my intuition. Though even in those I often start out too fast (yes, May-Britt, you have witnessed this!).
The Nike Test Run half marathon is this Sunday. And this time I am going to do it right. I am not going to get mad if Tanni passes me. Or any other woman, for that matter. I am going to hold my cool. How am I going to do this, you ask? The balloon men. I am running with the 4:15 min/km pacers the entire way (or as long as I can). One of the positive things about such a huge race is the pacers. Garmins fluctuate so much (especially in this sort of race, where there are so many turns) that you can't trust 'em for pacing.
If I can stick with my men, this will put me at about a 1:29:40 half marathon. This would shave 4 minutes off of my PR time. It is ambitious but not impossible. Anything around 1:30 will make me really, really happy.
I wish I could preview SR's race, but he is saving his legs (no, not "shaving" his legs), maybe for the Danish half marathon national championship in 2 weeks. He is still feeling a bit affected from the 50k and is going to stay at home watching the kids. It is over an hour train ride to Copenhagen early in the morning, so I definitely understand his decision not to come. I have to pull myself together, though, and tell myself I CAN run the best race of my life without my Fast Bastard there. A cool thing is my friend Henriette just wrote and said she will be running, so that helps!
The interior of our apartment has just been covered in a thin, uneven coat of Nutella. I need to pull myself away from the keyboard vortex.