So, way back in I forget when, I decided to do the Tinkerbell weekend at Disneyland. I saw there were 3 medals if you completed the Pixie Dust Challenge, which is a 10K and a half-marathon on back-to-back days. 10k Saturday, half-marathon Sunday. My BFF was doing both, so I was like fuck it, I'll do both too.
January started with ambition and attention to a training program. Then the semester started, and I'd run a grand total of 3 or 7 miles, I forget which, since about February or March.
Clearly, I was not prepared, and was making jokes to my students about how I was going to die on Sunday.
Friday
Flew into San Diego Friday morning, and BFF and I head up to Anaheim and check into our hotel room. We grabbed food from Earl of Sandwich, ate, and then she had to go down to Vista for a Les Mis performance. I wandered around Disneyland.
Fell asleep around 11:30 pm, after going to Denny's for a bacon and lettuce sandwich with fries.
Saturday
Get up just before 4:30 am for the 5:30 am start and get ready. She heads off to corral B, while I jump in corral E. Although my primary goal is to finish, I have a secret desire for a 12 minute per mile pace. First four miles are relatively easy - surprisingly easy, in fact. Mile 5, I start getting a little exhausted, and I also stop to take a woman's picture by the Ferris wheel in California Adventure, and have her take my pic, figuring damn the delay, it's also about having fun. Mile 6 I was terribly hungry, and it didn't help when Pandora played a restaurant commercial.
Final result:
Finish 10K in 1:14:33. Pace 12:00.
10K - 79th of 188 men age 30-39; 514 of 1,493 men, 2,371 of 8,873 finishers
Note that this is the official Disney time. My GPS time, of course, told a different story:
MapMyRun: 6.46 miles in 1:14:32. Pace: 11:31 Calories Burned: 1,260. Slowest pace: Mile 5, because of photo stop 12:45. Otherwise they were pretty consistent:
Mile 1 - 11:44
Mile 2 - 11:09
Mile 3 - 10:49
Mile 4 - 11:08
Mile 5 - 12:45
Mile 6 - 11:34
Remaining .46 - 11:31
The difference is in that MapMyRun tracks the full movement, which involves dodging and weaving through the traffic of thousands of runners to find the holes and run through the open spaces.
We grabbed food from the Jazz Cafe, splitting a 10 count of beignets. She got bacon, I got sausage patty.
Afterwards, BFF had to run down for both a matinee and an evening performance of Les Mis. She was also fighting a kidney infection, and managed to give herself a concussion during the evening performance, so she had a lot of stuff going on, too.
I spent the rest of the day at California Adventure. Came home and fell asleep early, around 9 pm.
This might have been my first 10K ever, depending on how long I ran when I ran cross in middle school. And as I joked afterwards, at least I did my first 10K before my first half-marathon. It just happened to be the day before.
Sunday
A pit of dread in my stomach when I woke up at 4:30 am with creaky knees and a small bit of soreness in my right Achilles tendon. BFF felt better enough headwise to go ahead and run.
5:30 am start again. This time I'm in corral F, which is the second to last corral (somehow I avoided being in the last corral). Per BFF's advice, I winnowed my way as close to the front of the corral as I could manage, because the pickup wagon starts after the last runner from the last corral crosses the start line, and in order to finish, you have to maintain a 16 minute per mile pace. Also in my gameplan: Attack early in the first few miles and build up a time reservoir for the inevitable second half decline. I decided to just take it mile by mile, and not worry too much about the end game.
Knee and heel soreness went away once I started running, and through the the first six miles, I was relatively okay. Then, Mile 7, I hit a wall, and it was tough, grueling slog the rest of the way, getting slower and slower, walking more and more. I had to switch to interval running to try and get through it. Then, in Mile 12, my fucking sim card on my phone kept blinking out, so I had to slow down, take off the cover, push it back into place, and put the cover back on. That was obviously my worst mile. I started to get a little bit of a second wind on the last mile, and then the remaining third of a mile, I turned on what I had left of the afterburners, damned willing to risk a heart attack for a strong finish.
Result:
Finish half in 2:48:53. Pace 12:53
Half - 891 out of 1,630 male finishers and 5,565 out of 13,049 overall finishers.
MapMyRun: 13.34 miles in 2:49:09 Pace 12:41 Calories Burned: 2,250(!)
Mile 1 - 11:08
Mile 2 - 10:13 (Best mile of the weekend)
Mile 3 - 11:28
Mile 4 - 12:20
Mile 5 - 12:04
Mile 6 - 11:38
Mile 7 - 12:52
Mile 8 - 12:37
Mile 9 - 13:10
Mile 10 - 13:16
Mile 11 - 14:53
Mile 12 - 16:53 (Sim card snafu, and the only mile over the 16 PPM requirement)
Mile 13 - 12:54
.34 mile - 10:59
I was absolutely floored when my half-mile pace per mile wasn't that far off my 10K. I never would have expected that, EVER. Literally my only goal was to A) finish and B) Get under 16 PPM mark.
So three medals collected
