The TC10 Mile - that wasn’t
I am finally writing the update for the TC10Mile which I was training for last summer & fall.
Training, itself, went really well, until I landed in Minnesota. The first three days I was there, the weather was gorgeous; and then it began to rain. It rained for seven straight days, and Minnesota in October means upper 50s for the highs, on non rainy days.
I got sick.
The day before the race, my boyfriend ran his first two races (he opted to run the TC Loony Challenge, which I ran in 2014), in the rain and cold weather. He was amazing and bought me some medicine from the store down the road because I wasn’t feeling any better on day 6 of this crud (I rarely take any medicine, so I knew this was a doozy).
We watched the forecast for Sunday, race day, and talked about making the final decision once the morning alarm goes off. We anticipated me not running, but I laid all of my gear out just in case the weather pushed through faster than forecasted.
The weather was worse than forecasted, as it didn’t push through as fast as forecasted and it was windier than predicted. My boyfriend actually told me to stay in bed, to prevent me from further exacerbating my illness, to stay warm, and to hopefully get a little more sleep.
And I slept through what would have been my 10-mile run.
I was bummed, but knew that it was just a race, and my health was the important thing to focus on.
I didn’t start to begin healing until I got back to the Hawaiian warmth and sun, four days after the race.
At which point I stalked the countdown to register for The Hapalua.
Never let a failure be your future, allow it to be a lesson to learn from. For me, destination races are probably no longer for me.
Nothing wrong with that!