Today I ran the Brooklyn Half Marathon with 22,000 of my closest friends. I finished in 11,481st place, which is super weird because I really thought that I was in the lead as I was running it. Here are the biggest mistakes that I made leading up to the event and during the race, itself.
First and foremost, I did not train. In the entire month of April, in fact, I only ran four miles total before the 13.1 that I ran today.
Speaking of being unprepared, I was also really confused about the concept of carbo loading and what I should eat for dinner the night before a half marathon, so I somehow settled on eating Indian food last night— LOTS of Indian food.
I brought my metro card which, of course, had insufficient funds to get me onto the Subway this morning so I had to hop the turnstile for the first time in my life.
At mile 5 of the race, I was bored and felt deceptively good so I, for some reason, called some of my friends on my phone and chatted with them about our respective weekends.
Speaking of inopportune conversations, I tried starting a conversation with a fellow runner, which was almost immediately shut down by them.
I asked a police officer who was munching on goldfish if I could have one, to which he emphatically said no.
I choked on the water at every single hydration station because I did not know how to drink while running.
After the race was over, I did not take one of the tin foil blanket things because I thought that they were strictly for clout and had no real function. This led me to be freezing cold five minutes later when the sweat evaporated off of my body.
Overall, the race was an interesting experience and one that I look forward to never doing again.
this might be a hot take but being a spectator was probably a little bit more difficult than running
Makes sense... if you change "biggest mistakes" to "...highly successful adjustments to crush the bottom half of the field..."