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On the last Saturday of the year, the Perry County Road Runners host a five-mile race in the tiny town of Duncannon, Pennsylvania. Most years, I miss this one just because of the timing, but with Christmas being the last Saturday of the year, this year the race was pushed a week early, so I got my chance to beat my 42:10 time from 2007 (and go for my fifth PR of the year).
We've had a cold December this year, and Saturday was no different - I saw a bank sign showing a 28-degree temperature reading at the start of the race. Remembering the limited parking situation from three years ago, I got to Duncannon early, got my race "number" (they didn't have numbers, just the part that you would normally tear off to pin to your shirt) and took my time warming up.
It seemed before the start that most runners weren't entirely sure where the start line was, and the gun (airhorn, actually) ended up going off a little late. I was a little surprised to find myself among the first dozen or so runners off the line, but about a quarter mile in I glanced at my Garmin and realized the reason why - I was running at a 6:18 pace. Before the race I felt the best I could probably do would be around 37:30, so running over a minute per mile faster than my goal pace and feeling fine was quite the surprise!
I let off the gas some, but not a lot. I finished the first mile, which was relatively flat in an even seven minutes. The next two miles were uphill, so I didn't worry about my fast first mile pace - I'd lose that time quickly going uphill. If I could reach halfway in less than 20 minutes, I knew I'd be in good shape. The second mile passed on the side of a hill at the 15:00 mark. I didn't get an exact time for halfway, but I was still under 20 minutes when my watch read 2.59 miles, so I knew I was on time.
Shortly after third mile marker (when my average pace had slowed to 7:44), the course went straight down back into town. I relaxed some on the downhill and I could tell the effort was getting to me. I can't remember the last time I had so many people passing me on a descent. But I knew that the last mile was deceptively long - not literally, but at least psychologically and I'd need to conserve some energy for it.
When I reached the flat last mile through town I had reduced my average pace to 7:30 - all I had to do was sustain that pace and I'd be right where I'd hoped to be at the finish. This is where
training to suffer really kicks in. My ribs all along my right side was aching and I had a side stitch (which I almost
never get anymore) in the same area. My pace lagged for a while, then in the last half-mile I recovered and was able to push hard for the finish.
I crossed the line in 37:25 - my fifth PR of the year! I doubt I'll come close to another year like this - next year I've penciled in two personal bests for the marathon and 50K - maybe I can scrape together one more for a total of three, but five? This has definitely been my best year ever for racing.
After the race I had the surreal experience of someone who recognized me from this blog. Kyle (who commented on my
Hands-On House Half Preview) introduced himself just after I finished. I recognized him as the guy on the descent that I tried to determine whether he was in my age group as he passed (he is - and took third place for the 30-34 age group, knocking me off the 30-34 podium). Kyle graduated from Messiah College the year before I did and it was pretty cool meeting someone who took such a similar path in their running after college.
I enjoyed some chicken corn soup, waited around for the awards and then headed home. This was definitely a good race - although there were times during it when I thought I had blown it from my fast first mile to the slow descent on mile 3, which makes me realize there's still room for improvement and will push me to do better the next time Christmas is on a Saturday.