You win some, you lose some, and sometimes you blow up all over the course so hard you question your very identity as a runner. 🙈Today’s race did not go as planned...at all! My body did not respond well to the heat, and we all know how well that correlates with PRs (see story for my crazy spike in heart rate 🥵). Mile 1-2 were fairly decent, I started out at a conservative pace and was sticking to my plan well. Mile 3, I began to feel a little distressed and off my goal pace, but in control. At mile 4 and onwards the great explosion happened. I got nauseous, lightheaded, and goosebumply (that’s a word, right?), all indications that my body was leaning towards heat exhaustion territory. At mile 5 my goals switched from trying to finish with a “respectable” time to just getting the dang thing over with and getting some water. I finished feeling frustrated, exhausted, and irritated at myself. But, like I said, sometimes the day is your favor and everything clicks, and other days it’s like your legs are in open revolt against your sport. My fitness leading into this race predicted that I was capable of finishing around the 47 minute range and I know, had it been my day, I would have crushed that goal. While I still am a little bummed, I know that I gave my best effort with what I had today, and that bigger and better things lay ahead in the months to come. 🤘🏻🏃🏻♀️ Oh, and Nick (my boyfriend who lovingly buy begrudgingly also lets my coach him) ran today as well and absolutely crushed his first 10k with a 45 minute time and first place AG finish (in a long sleeve T-shirt, what the heck?!)!! Go Nick!