The short version: It was a much better day than I expected and I finished in 11:46:18.
The long version:
I was feeling very unprepared – both physically and mentally – for BRR. My mileage had been extremely low topping off with a single 51-mile week at the end of February and that only happened because of Hashawha. Most of my other weeks hovered in the high-30s to low-40s. My last long run was 26.2 miles and that was 3 weeks ago in Barcelona. I had also been blowing off most of my Sunday runs. Get the picture?
My mental training wasn’t much better. I had only gotten into the race the previous Friday so I didn’t have the months of mental prep/anguish to psych myself up for such a long day. Despite knowing that this day could end miserably, I showed up to see how far I could get.
My plan for the day:
- Don’t get injured. If things really got ugly, I would rather DNF than have to recover from a serious injury.
- Eat real food. Last year I bonked during the last 10 miles. I think my bonk was because I was relying primarily on gels and Chomps and not eating any real food at the aid stations. This year my plan was to supplement my hourly gel or Chomps with PB&Js.
- Stay hydrated. With the high forecasted to be in the 70s I knew I’d be a sweaty mess.
- Get in and out of the aid stations quickly. Since I knew what I was going to be eating, there was no reason for me to browse through the various goodies at the aid stations. My plan was to get in, get what I needed, and get out.