I love local races.
Even better when the local elites take the day off or do something else. Almost got beat by a high school freshman, that kid is gonna be good.
For once when my kids ask "did you win?" I can actually say yes.
More importantly, nailed the time goal and ran a solid pace. Windy as heck the first 6 miles, and thankfully the trail was almost perfect. Just a great day overall.
Race Report: Hound Dog Half.
https://www.itsyourrace.com/Results.aspx?id=10886
Just a fun local race, proceeds go to the local HS cross country teams.
This wasn't nearly as large a turnout as previous years, although I skipped last year. In 17 and 18 this race included a few of the local elites, two of which had Olympic aspirations (though they weren't running in the trials yesterday). Last year they moved the race from January to June due to some work being done on the trail. June is just brutal, it's possible that shift led to a lower turnout this year.
Goal going in was to finish top 10, hopefully win the Master's (like I had in 2018), time around 1:35.
Lining up before the race was kind of funny. I usually stand 4-5 deep in the crowd behind the line, so I stood there this time but nobody stood in the first few feet behind the line. A HS kid stood next to me, and we started chatting, I (half jokingly) mentioned I'd just follow him, to which he responded he'd lead for the first 5-6 miles. With nobody standing in front of us, the director moved us all up, and off we went.
In the first half mile, it the kid was moving. I just wanted to run a 7:20 pace and was surprised nobody else was in front of me. Had to just tell myself to run my pace and if someone passes, that's fine. This is a practice race. I kept 100' or so behind the kid, and was feeling great.
With a brisk wind from the north, miles 2-7 were pretty tough. But it felt great. Kept the "Grade-Adjusted-Pace" between 6:52-7:06 for the road portion, into the wind, HR steadily in the low 160s. Everything felt great. Miles 5-6 included a solid drop, which has generally been one of my strengths, so I was able to catch and pass the kid fairly easily.
Mile 8, turn south (wind to our back now
) and hit the trail. This was the portion I was slightly concerned about. I decided to wear my old race shoes (Saucony A8) which are great on the road, but with little cushion, the trail could be rough. The director had commented that the recent rain had washed off a lot of the rocks, and thankfully that held mostly true. Mud wasn't bad either, leaving the trail almost perfect.
I had no idea at this point where the kid, or anyone else, was. I hadn't seen anyone other than him since like mile 2. At mile 10 he actually caught up to me. We chatted for a few seconds, he pulled ahead, but at mile 11.5 he stopped and started walking. I asked if he was alright, fearing injury, but he mentioned he was just winded. (suck it up buttercup and race me!) Be careful what you wish for, because half a mile later he was with me again. We hold steady until around 12.5, when I decide to make him work for it if he wants to win this, so I push harder. Turns out he fell back quite a bit here.
The official time was 1:31:59, but my watch and Strava say 1:35:16. They must have started the clock late. With only 69 finishers, it was definitely a small race,. But I'll take the victory - more so for running steady and hitting my time goal.
Now I need to figure out how to swim and ride more while improving the run by a few minutes before Lynchburg. I might just keep the run focus for another month, then have 8 weeks to train for the HIM.