TITLE: On the whole...
AUTHOR: Eugene Wallingford
DATE: October 01, 2006 7:54 PM
... I'd rather be in Philadelphia. -- W. C. Fields
My race today effectively ended today at the 21-mile mark,
when my legs cramped badly enough that I could no longer
run. My training partner, who was running ahead of me by
a few minutes, suffered the same fate. I will spare you
the details, but suffice to say, I relived much of
and ended with a time slower than
At least I was wise enough to back off when the truth made
itself know, which I had hoped to be
As a result, I enjoyed the back half of the Twin Cities
course more this year. I saw many beautiful churches as
we moved down St. Paul's Summit Avenue. I made a little
guy who was watching the runners with his daddy smile by
making a little face for him. And, when we came upon a
couple of elderly ladies dressed nicely and giving their
time this morning to cheer us on, I connected with one
of the ladies, and the smile that lighted up her face
lifted my spirits.
When you end up walking as much as I did today, you have
a lot of time to reflect on what the world has served up.
What did I do wrong? Peak to soon in training? Taper
poorly? Eat poorly in the last week, last days? Hydrate
insufficiently on the course -- or too much? (I drank
steadily throughout, and more than ever before.) Was the
day out of my control, with soaring temperatures that
caught even the meteorologists off guard? Am I just not
equipped physically to run 8:00 miles for a full 26.2?
Is it only Minneapolis?
I have no answers yet. But I do have more doubts about
myself after this race than last year's. I may need to
walk a lot more more miles to work through the questions