Ok, I am FINALLY writing this post. I have really had an intense week and was not in the mindset to write this all down.
So on Sunday (April 6), I ran the Rock N Roll SF ( the second year they have done it in SF and I ran it both times). They changed the course from last year and didn’t post the new course until after I had already signed up.
That was hands down the hardest course I’ve ever run. Congratulations on making me completely exhausted/sweaty/sore/want to die all before 8 am. If you do this same course next year, I will probably not have the strength to sign up.
Sincerely, exhausted runner number 11,000 (cause I think that’s how many people ran)
The picture below was only like mile 5 and it was cold, and I am wearing a tank top and I am completely sweaty (sorry). Cause it was so hard. BUT, running in the actual lanes on the bridge was super cool!! I’ve never done that before :).
Yay! IN the lanes, not on the sidewalk.
And one more on the bridge, kinda sideways, but trust me this is the best one I had. At least it’s not blurry.
Ok, so let’s talk race course. It started out pretty and innocent enough on Ocean Beach in SF. Here’s the coast off to the side, nice and misty and calm.
Here’s the start, super exciting and fun!! (ps, see that guy in the backpack on the left? More on him in a sec)
So, we ran through the start chute, and a little bit down the road, like 1 or 2 blocks, then turned right into the city. And there it was. The start of the hills that would continue for the next 4 miles almost without interruption. I know this is a horrible picture, but it was 6:30 am and I had been up since 3 am, taking a photo of a hill that was .25 miles into the 13.1 I had to run to get back to my car and go home to put my feet up. That causes shaky hands and blurry photos.
This hill was immediately followed by turning left and continuing uphill. I am not exaggerating, it was almost always uphill for the first 4 miles. Then more. And more.
Ok, so let’s talk about that backpack guy. He ran, I assume, the whole thing wearing that. I say I assume, because unfortunately for my confidence, he proceeded to kick my butt and I never saw him again. I don’t know how he did it, but I think he should automatically win some kind of prize.
After the bridge, we had a merciful, but short, downhill to the waterfront and then a fairly flat section. Here is the beautiful sun rising, which was beautiful except that I didn’t have sunglasses and we ran towards it for a couple miles. I looked at my feet a lot.
After the flat section, we again had to run uphill on and off for the last 2 miles. That wasn’t very nice. And at this point, I had lost all strength to take photos. I left that baby in my pocket and focused on not dying. I also got 2 killer side aches during this section. After finishing, I grabbed the closest food and beverages I could, found a shady spot and sat. I did have one exciting new discovery. Post-Run Cheez-its are totally awesome and hit the spot. Who knew? I almost didn’t take them when they were handed to me. So happy I did.
And of course what is the breakfast of champions after a half marathon? A burrito bowl of course!! Kind of weird getting this at 9:30, but really since I had been up at 3, it was practically dinner time. I didn’t let that stop me from eating 3 more meals though 🙂 (Not pictured, the fact that this was being eaten a cozy blanket with my feet up and watching tv, or the bag of tortilla chips I put to shame).
Of course, as always after a race, I was excited and happy and proud I did it and am looking forward to the next one and always toying with the idea of running a full marathon. But wow, that was a tough little race course!