Half at the Hamptons
I’ll get straight to it and break this thing down for you.
Wake Up Call:
I woke up at 7:30AM on Sunday morning with a nervous pit in my stomach and a moment of sheer panic… I couldn’t decide what to wear. I wasn’t worried about looking cute, as the following photos will prove. I just didn’t want to be A: Too hot, B: Lose my insurance card and ID or, C: Find myself 2 miles in with frozen shins. I decided on my Old Navy black running pants. Then changed to my running capris. Finally, I stepped out of my room in my new Nike pants with the zip pocket. Wait! We might encounter gusts of wind by the coast, so let’s pair those with the Adidas wind pants on top.
Nike + Adidas = Crisis Averted. Phew.
Next obstacle: food. No one wants to be the Girl Who Fainted at Mile 12.8… It just wouldn’t have the same ring to it as the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo or the Girl Next Door. Thus, I scarfed down peanut butter toast, passion fruit Chobani, coffee and loaded up on an overabundance of gummy Clif Shot Bloks to carry with me during the race. -Thanks again, Nike pants with the zip pocket.
The Starting Line:
As I’ve stated before, Mother Nature has just spoiled me rotten this year. Just as I was able to jump in the ocean on New Year’s without freezing off my eyelids, I ran the majority of my training runs outdoors, despite “Winter in New England!” Mother Nature did not fail me on Sunday either, with temperatures in the 40s and clear, blue skies.

Laura, Alaina and I made our way to The Ashworth for a 10AM start time.

MILE BY MILE

MILE 1:
Slow and steady wins the race. You got this, Grace. You got this. Start Strong, Finish Stronger.
MILE 2:
I should’ve looked at the course map… I have no idea where we’re going… I hope I don’t get lost. If I’m last, I will get lost.
MILE 3:
Water stops are my favorite!! We found one already! Niiiice….
MILE 4:
Should I eat a Shot Blok? Can I open this while I’m running or should I stop… Wait… Got it! They are just like gummy bears, except fifteen times bigger and good for you.
MILE 5:
Me to Laura: How are you doing?
Laura: I am loving this… it’s so gorgeous. Plus, getting out of the city? -It’s like we’re on vacation. Yes, we go on “vacation” and… run 13 miles…?
MILE 6:
Water Stop! I love Water Stops!
Volunteer: This one has beer in it!
Laura: Awesome! That’s mine! (sip) -That’s gatorade….
Me: Dude.
Keep running without beer.
MILE 7:
Where’s David with those donuts? He said he would be at the halfway point and last time I checked, the halfway point for a 13.1 race meant David would have donuts somewhere around Mile 5, right? And here we are at Mile 7 and no David yet…
MILE 8:
Gu? Vanilla Gu? Yes, I’ll have some. No wait. I don’t want to eat that… I see….
MILE 8.2:
DAVID!!!! YAYYYYY!!!!


MILE 9:
I’m not sure that eating donuts while running was a good idea. I think it was… I mean, let’s face it, I am eating anything I damn well please today. Shot Blok? Why yes, thank you.
MILE 10:
If I take one more step, this will be the farthest I’ve ever run. Let’s run like hobbits, Laura. Run like hobbits.
MILE 11:
Spectators: Great job, Runners! You are running awesome, keep up the pace!
Laura and I: Great job cheering, cheerers!! You are awesome at cheering!
-Impromptu dance party. Thanks, Cop, for blaring your music and stopping traffic for us.
-Am I running slower or faster… I can’t feel my legs.
MILE 12:
Me to Spectator, who is holding an 8-week old golden retriever puppy: That is the cutest thing I have seen all day. You win. You have just made my day. Running 13 miles is totally worth seeing that puppy.
MILE 12.5:
Me to Laura: Ya know, we are doing this. And I might cry at the end.
Laura: Word.
MILE 12.8:
At the top of our lungs, Laura and I sing Eye of the Tiger and mentally high-five each other for the 17th time.
MILE 12.9:
Where is the gosh darn finish line?
MILE 13:
I see the my family!!!!

Mile 13.1
Yep, I’m crying. I knew this would happen.

Me: Look at my seashell medal, Mom!

Recap:
Finishing this race is an unbelievable accomplishment for me, both mentally and physically. If you had asked me even three or four months ago if I would complete a half marathon in 2012 – and really run it, only stopping to walk at the water stops – I probably would have said something to the effect of, “I’d like to, but I don’t know if I could do it….” And yet, I have confidently crossed Challenge 1 off my list with an average pace of a 10:47/minute mile, which just happens to be a faster pace than the Tufts 10K back in October!
Many thanks to Alaina, my inspiration and my challenger for Challenge 1: Run a 10K and Half Marathon. She PR’d at this race with a pace under 10 minute/mile!


And also, thanks to Laura, my running buddy for this race, the 10K and our many training runs.


Here’s the 3 of us with our medals:

Did I mention that we finally got beer at the end? –Cheers to running, y’all.
