
Because I’m such a big fan of local races and, especially
the organized races of
Purpose. Race. Events, I had signed up for
Alamo 13.1
long before I started prolotherapy.
I had prolotherapy session #3 9 days before
the race. I swear I have been religious about physical therapy, but I feel like
that hip is getting weaker, not stronger. I asked the doc and he said it was
not unexpected. (I love doc double-speak and do it all the time myself.) For 3
months, we have been poking little holes in my gluteus medius tendon and
injecting inflammatory agents. Of course, my gluteus medius was not firing
properly. It was not working so that the tendon wouldn’t be strained while it
heals and regenerates. Something about my butt being smarter than my head …
Anyway, let’s keep going. I know races require volunteers.
P
urpose. Race. Events volunteers have always been great and in the week leading
to the race, there were a few messages on Facebook and email asking for
volunteers. I wrote and said I would volunteer for packet pick-up on Saturday.
It was raining cats and dogs and Packet Pick-up moved indoors in La
Villita. I met the organizers and was
just as impressed as always. They are really really nice people who care about
individual racers. They really summed it up when they said they appreciate the
support because they are all racers themselves and want to make their races
“special.” I wore my
INKnBURN Amigo and
Lace Capri because it seemed appropriate. I was given my volunteer shirt and wore it
over Amigo. Before I put on my shirt, I did get lots of compliments ... as usual ... on my clothing.




I was assigned the final
stop and bag check-out. Simply my location made me a sort of de facto
information booth which was sort of fun. I tried to answer questions … or find
answers … or just give support and advice (and platitudes). I got to meet lots
of really nice people. Several folks came from Austin. A few people were in
town on business and thought this would be fun. One couple traveled from Oregon
just to do this race. I ran into a doc from SAMMC (she came in 4
th
in her age group), Coach J, IronMama Bel, and Amanda –another
INKnBURN
ambassador who was visiting from Arizona. It was funny … I recognized her at a
distance because I noticed, and coveted, her shirt. I checked Facebook to
confirm it was her. Small world. I also picked up my race number and sweet
swag. Always a nice Technical T-Shirt
without logos. And, always a nice bag … this time the half-marathoners were
given a small lightweight duffel.
Set up on Saturday night. I knew it was going to be a
lonelier run than usual. The Accountant was sick. Sorority Girl was sick. But,
PowerBroker was still going … we have different paces, but she would be fun to
follow and she would hang back with me a bit. Heather was running. We have
similar pace, but she is steady, where I’m all over the place.


Sunday morning, the alarm went off at 5 AM. PowerBroker
texted 5 minutes later to cancel. It’s been a rough week. So, I drove down
town, found parking, and walked to the Alamo. Took a few fun pictures. Said "Hello" to IronMama Bel. Met up
with Heather. Amanda zoomed by us.
Before the start, we were told about the
purpose of this race … support of Trisomy Awareness and some inspiration. A
prayer was said. The racers sang the National Anthem. There was a musket volley
followed by a cannon blast to start the race.
I seeded near the back and figured I would follow my usual
plan … start slow and get slower. As I passed the start, there was Karina
hanging out on the Bike.
Lifetime Fitness Bike Club was providing support and
she was the sweeper. Shout out and keep going. The first mile and we had
circled back to the Alamo. The community was out cheering on runners. Just
after the first mile, we had our first water stop and then the 5K split off.
After that we had water stops about every mile. I always carry my own, so not
really important to me, but important to other people.

Between Mile 2 and 3, we crossed a bridge and had a
spectacular view of the city. Until this time, we had been running past
beautiful old homes in cute neighborhoods. After this, I knew the biggest hill
was behind us and there shouldn’t be much elevation change for the rest of the
run.
Somewhere around Mile 3ish, we entered Brackenridge Park and
did some running along trails and paved paths. Alongside the Golf Course.
Through beautiful tree-lined paths. A variety of waterfowl just hanging out at
the lake. Oh … and a wee bit of mud that was covered with rugs, but still
soggy. In this area, there were a few sections of two-way traffic, so it was
fun to see the leaders coming back a bit. At least at my pace it didn’t get
congested. The bike support was encouraging with shout-outs and they did make
space for the oncoming runners to make sure the speedy folks didn’t get slowed
down by the turtles.


Mile 5 and the 10K split off. The sun was starting to come
out and … remember the rain from yesterday …well, that meant humidity today. As
we crossed over into University of Incarnate Word, we stopped a bit to let some
of the traffic thin out. I didn’t mind at all … forced rest!!! Nice run through
the campus and we didn’t do the really big hills. Then another forced break to
cross back to the Park.
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Honestly, this is worse than usual. I blame
prolotherapy and weakened gluteus medius.
And, It really hurts right now. |
Then it hit. Mile 9. Since Gluteus Medius is taking a break,
Gluteus Maximus and Minimus and Piriformis were working harder. They revolted.
No more lateral support and my left knee kept hitting my right knee and the
pain in the butt was real. I remembered some words from my doc “…..blah blah
blah …. don’t push …. blah blah blah … impact … resistance …. blah blah blah …
Tendon Rupture …” My run was done. I was going to walk it in from here. Yes,
demoralizing. Passed a guy who was suffering more than me. Said he had been
doing great until Mile 7 when his knee quit and he was walking it in, too.
Despite walking, I still passed a few folks and many passed me.
Mile 11 … Riverwalk is always lovely to run along. The
flowers are in bloom and smell great. Heather caught up to me. We talked a
minute and she kept going. She was pacing now exactly as she had targeted from
the beginning. That girl is steady.
Mile 12 … Black Girls Run had the most encouraging,
enthusiastic, energetic water stop. There were a couple of guys I had seen earlier with
the funniest signs. “If you were a vegetable, you would be a cutecumber.” “The
guy behind you is checking out your butt.” First time I saw them, I said …”He
better be checking out my butt” because the new lace Capris from
INKnBURN are
awesome. He said “fo sho.” This time, another runner was passing me and I asked
… “were you just checking out my butt?” He stuttered and blushed, so I think
the answer was “yes.” We were then back up on the street and a girl I had been
close behind for the last few miles was on a stretcher, crying, being put in an
ambulance. I don’t know her. But, I almost wept for her/with her, too.
Finally … I see the Alamo and the finish line. I am not
going to walk the finish chute, so I kick up a bit for a final run. OUCH!!! MY
ASS REALLY HURTS!!!!
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| Agony!! |
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| Happy to be done!!! |
Thanks for the medal and the water. No thanks for the
Chocolate Milk (but I’m sure other people appreciated it). Heather was a minute
ahead of me. We said our congratulations. Her boyfriend had been finished for a
while. He was so cute and attentive taking care of her. Went to get some food.
Yes to the fruit boat. Yes to the Baked Potato ….they gave me mine plain as
requested. No thanks to the Pizza, but I wanted it. Then a slow meander to my
car. Along the route to my car I saw a few final runners coming in. Karina told
about how much she was inspired by those final runners who “Fought to the
Finish.” I’m really ready to be done
now. And, if you have read this far, you are too.
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| Yes, I will share my shame |
Just a few final notes …
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See how much happier she looks than me?
I think she's famous for her cheesy grin. |
1. My INKnBURN didn’t fail me. Comfortable in the
sloggy humidity. Really fast wicking. And cute enough to get attention. Amanda wore the full lace
kit and got lots of comments. But, she’s so stinking cute that she gets a ton
of attention anyway.
2. I love the Purpose Wall. People wrote messages
of the purpose of their run.
3.
Although I didn’t stay, I love that the
organizers have a raffle at the end of the race … after the final runner … for
CA$H!! It keeps folks hanging around to support those final finishers. Here is an amazing Blog Post about the final finish line experience. Trust me, it's worth the read and far better than anything I could have written. Now I regret that I didn't stay for the finish.
4. Congratulations to Amanda and IronMama Bel for
sub-2-hour PRs
Thumbs up all around for “The Best Little Half in
Texas.” And, thanks for the free race
photos.
Aaand ...
Purpose.Race.Events has a new race planned this year. Sign up for the
Masquerade Half at the JW Marriott on Halloween. What a great way to show off your running costumes. And they are having a Masquerade Ball in the evening. Super cool!!!