I had wanted to run the Salt Lake Half Marathon last April, but when we learned of our early start date for our camp hosting job in Warm River, we had to push another trip into the slot formerly reserved for the race. So I was delighted to learn that I could run a half marathon right here in Warm River – in fact – right through our campground.
I've been calling this my first half-marathon, but in reality it’s my second. My first was the Molestus Mini-Marathon, Ogden, Utah, in the summer of 1977. I don’t remember my time. I do remember that my brothers, who promised to run with me, left me in the dust in the first 30 feet of the race. All’s fair in love and racing. I also remember being grateful to them for making me train on the 30th street hill. I got shin splints on that race, hung up my running shoes, and didn't run again for 25 years.
But back to the present. I modified the training schedule from the Wasatch Training Group for the timeline leading to the Mesa Falls Half, which was August 24. I trained on most of the course, making sure nearly every training run included the hill into Ashton. I didn't go too far up the railroad grade trail – scared of bears.
On my 12 mile training run, August 14, my right foot started to hurt. Yikes! I knew what was happening. My running shoes had too many miles on them. Unfortunately, ten days ‘til race day didn't give me enough time to break in new shoes. Rule number 1: nothing new on race day. Suck it up, buttercup!
I did have plenty of training runs left to try the new food supplements members of the Wasatch Training Group recommended. I liked both the Sports Beans and the Honey Stinger Chews; settled on carrying the Sports Beans because they were the easiest to manage. I just dumped the package into the pouch on my water belt. No trash; no sticky mess, and easy access to pop one in whenever I wanted.
I stayed with short runs between the 12-miler and the race. Training done. On to the race….