But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
And you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
(Lyrics from Somebody that I Used to Know by Gotye feat Kimbra)
OK, I’m being a bit dramatic here… but I imagine this is the lonely oval singing to me before my race on Friday. Actually, I’m just really into this song right now, and it was playing on my way over to CNU on Friday.
So in case you haven’t heard, after eight long years I finally got up the courage to get back on the track for an indoor track 5k. I was super freaking nervous, but I got a lot of words of encouragement from my family, friends, teammates, and twitter peeps which helped calm my nerves. I practiced throwing ninja stars with my mind, and focused on the things which I could control. By the time I got to the track I was calm, confident, and ready to race!
My race plan was to chill for the first few laps to see if anyone would take the pacing duties, and then try to average 42.6 per lap for 5:42 per mile (17:45). I was entered at 17:30, and there was a girl entered at 17:40 with another at 17:50, so it seemed reasonable that someone would go for it from the gun. Pete was positioned just past the start to get my splits, and when I ran past him the first time he called out “46, go around them!!” I looked at him and mouthed a “WTF”, then bolted around a group of two girls. By the end of the next lap I passed the only other girl that was in front of me with a 41.6 lap, and ran alone for the rest of the race. Although I slowed slightly somewhere in the middle of the race, my mile splits were exactly even at 5:40, 11:20, 17:00. In my head I had wanted to start my kick between 400 and 500, but I was hurting during that last mile. I ran my last lap in 39, for a total time of 17:39.95.
After the race we got to hang out with my family. They were already planning to come to town, and it just happened to be the weekend of my track race.
So.. a few final words..
Believe I Am’s visual cues work, so if you are looking for some strategies to change your focus when you feel like you’re going to throw up from being nervous… check it out at believeiam.com.
My uniform from Oiselle was perfect for racing on the track, just like when I wore it for a road race a few weeks ago. Get some stride shorts from oiselle.com and check out their Spring 2012 line! Those stride shorts do not ride up!
My new hydration go-to is Endurolytes Fizz from Hammer. I’ve found that Gatorade upsets my stomach, and water is too bland. The fizziness was perfect for settling my stomach, and the mango flavor is delicious.
Sparkly Soul headbands are awesome! I wore the silver one for my race. That sucker did not move and kept my hair in place for the entire race. Amazing.
And Picky Bars… oh how I love thee. At a track meet with a rolling schedule, you never know what time your race will actually go off. So I ate half of a Picky Bar after my warm-up and it held me over perfectly until my race. I ate the other half after my cool-down, and was fine until I ate dinner at 8pm. Holy crap! That’s that hardest part about night races… what do you eat? You don’t want to eat too much, but you also don’t want to be that girl who hobbles to the finish because she hasn’t eaten in eight hours. Problem solved.
(PS- Family, I miss you! Come back to visit us soon! Love, The Turners XOXO)
(Edit: credit to Brandon Viloria for the photography from this weekend!)