I am lucky enough not to have a DNF, however, I have two DNSs on the books. I admit that it was purely by
laziness choice, and for no other reason than the fact that I didn’t want to get up and run in the rain. Period. Yes, I take full responsibility for this choice.
But let’s back up a little…
It all started with my first 20K race back in October 2012. I had been running for several years, but not doing much racing. I had never run a race longer than 10K, and had never run further than 13K. My brother in law ran the Paris 20K every year, and because I felt I was in pretty good physical condition, I figured I would join him.
Except it was cold, mid forties. OK, I can manage that.
Windy? Well a bit of wind never stopped anyone.
But did I mention pouring rain ?
It was seriously the worse race experience ever.
Firstly we had to wait for the race to start. In the rain. For over an hour.
Then I ran my 20K.
- …It was so cold that my joints stiffened, so starting at about kilometer 12 I was in a lot of pain. But I kept running. In the cold rain. In pain.
- …through the wet streets of Paris,
- …through the puddles you can not avoid when you are running in a crowd,
- …over the slippery cobblestones,
- …through the mud of the Boulogne forrest,
- …wiping the rain off my glasses,
- ….wearing a garbage bag trying to stay a bit dry,
- …with my joints getting stiffer with every kilometer,
- …with cold, wet feet.
You get the picture. I finished in 2 hours and 15 minutes, but then it took me 45 minutes to exit the race area. Another 45 minutes in the cold wind. Where it continued to rain. That is four hours total, bearing the elements of fall weather in Paris.
The experience was awful and it took me (or I should say my knees) 6 months to recover.
Which is why I HATE running in the rain. Then I did it again. Once I had recovered, physically and mentally, I did another race with my brother in law, only 11K. This time in the April rain.
Leaving the house :
But this was a small race where I could sit in the car waiting for it to start. Finally, it didn’t rain the whole time and I am even smiling in my drowned rat look after the race:
But if I have to admit it, I only ran the above race because I wanted to save face in front of my BIL.
When I race I do it for my enjoyment. Not to be miserable, not to get injured. And this is why I DNS two races. Guilt free. Because it was raining and I didn’t want to relive my 20K experience.
Have you ever backed out of a race because of the weather ?