Sorry for the delay in getting this race recap posted. I got distracted last week by registering for classes (So excited! So nerdy!). And to be honest, a one mile race recap was kind of difficult to write because the entire race is over so quickly. It went something like this: “Wow, this feels really hard…I might die…and it’s over.”
My goal for the race was to break 6 minutes with a fall back goal of earning a new PR (6:16.7). I ended up finishing in 6:07.7 and honestly have no issue with having missed my top goal.
Dart for Art is a mile race that is part of the kick off for the Ann Arbor Art Fair. There are three separate races: elite men, elite women, and open. I didn’t recognize the winner of the men’s race, but the top female was Shannon Osika, who I recognized from watching the Olympic Trials a few weeks ago.
I knew going into the race that the late start (6:30 PM) and weather were going to be a factor in my finish time. With temperatures in the 80s I was so glad it was a short race. I would not have wanted to be racing anything longer. While I’m sure the weather slowed everyone down, I’m not sure if I would have been able to break 6 minutes had it been cooler. After the first half mile I was fading HARD.
I spent the second half of the race trying to keep up with two women running a few steps in front of me. As we got closer to the finish line, I made it my goal to just hang on to their pace and be happy with a small PR. And then I realized that was not the way to RACE, so I somehow managed to dig a little deeper and find my finish line kick. I ended up finishing between the two of them and I am so proud of myself for not giving up and just coasting to the finish (not that a 6:XX pace ever feels like I am coasting).
Between a 9 second PR and keeping my mental game strong (something I really messed up in Charlevoix) I am so happy with how this race turned out. I wish there were more mile races so I could see just how fast I can go, but I also don’t think I could devote a whole training season to focusing on the mile. Maybe one year I’ll get lucky and we’ll have a cold snap on race day.