I always say I love the Fairfield Half Marathon but I’m not entirely certain
that is accurate. The race
is in Fairfield CT where my mom grew up and it’s just a couple of towns away
from Shelton where we lived most of my life and I still call ‘home’. It’s always a really nice weekend to relax at
my parents place and have their support during the race. On Saturday, I was treated to an amazing pasta
dinner on Saturday night by my Cousin David who just recently graduated from
culinary school. The meal was fantastic
and we had some time to relax outside at my Aunt Addie’s house and enjoy a
beautiful evening.
Sunday morning I got up early and after a quick
breakfast the family piled into the car including Dad, Mom, Me and my dog
Brittany. This is one of the only races
she comes to since she is rather “excitable” in crowds and my parents don’t
mind keeping an eye on her while I’m running.
The race started at 8:30 but the sun was already strong so I lathered on the sunblock, waited patiently in the port-o-potty line and got ready for a 13.1. The course is beautiful with pretty views and lots of
gorgeous homes to look at but it’s also quite hilly and includes many
roads with names like Sasco Hill Rd, Mill Hill Rd and the meanest of them all Rose
Hill Rd. It’s also historically very warm it being the
last weekend in June so I had to adjust my expectations based on those
challenges.
After the Run to Remember in May I felt confident that I
would have opportunities to run more hills and work on speed so I could
be well prepared for this race and possibly earn a course PR which is currently
1:49:56 from 2009, the year I ran all my best times. Unfortunately, due to a busy schedule and a
pesky cough, I did not get in all the training I had planned for. I decided to replicate my race plan from Run
to Remember and try to stay around an 8:30 pace. It didn’t take long for the hills and the
heat to slow me down and I spent the majority of the race ‘chasing the pace’. I would slow down on the hills and then find
my way back to 8:35 on the way down but I grew very tired the second half of
the race and just focused on staying strong and keeping cool. The last few miles I struggled a lot
with the heat but finally found the gas pedal for the last mile and
finished strong. I caught a glimpse of
my Dad cheering for me as I raced down the finish shoot and was relieved to see
him as I stumbled around the finishing area.
I got my medal and found some water, I drank a little bit and then
poured 4 or 5 cups over my head to cool down.
We found my Mom who was keeping Brittany company in the shade and I sat
down to catch my breath and recover.
Lululemon Girls being awesome |
So each time I say ‘I LOVE that race’ when referring to Fairfield,
I must not be referring to the roads, the miles, the start or the finish. It’s the whole weekend spent with family and
friends, the comfort of my parents home, the home cooked meals pre and post
race, the support from each person who stood on the course to entertain, cool
us down, cheer, hand out water. What I
really LOVE about the Fairfield half, is all the love. So see you next year, even you Rose Hill
Rd.
If nothing else, this race is a great training course for NYC which will be right around the corner as soon as the summer flies by. I am almost halfway to my goal of $3500! Thank you to everyone who has already contributed! Please consider making a donation to my ALF fundraising campaign. Visit my fundraising page to learn how: http://go.liverfoundation. org/goto/LauraNYC
Britt and I after the Fairfield Half |