Friday, November 23, 2012
I signed up for this turkey trot with low expectations. I am not yet "a runner" and just did a 5k a few weeks ago and had been focusing more on swimming these past few weeks. I figured it would be a fun way to burn a few calories on Thanksgiving morning. I signed up with one friend, roped another in, and she roped in another. Of the three, at least two are, generally-speaking, faster than me. The third did C25K at the same time I did, and this was her first race. I figured I'd try to stay between the faster two and the wildcard :) We all live reasonably close to one another and therefore carpooled, which was fun, as everyone's husband/kids wanted to stay home and watch the parade on TV.
It was colder than expected, and we had a wide range of layers between us. I ran in running capris and a long-sleeve fleece-lined running shirt -- a vast improvement over last month's corset and scratchy mini-skirt. The group of us started together but split up quickly. At the one mile mark, I heard a familiar voice from over my shoulder and realized one of the faster girls was actually *behind* me. And I felt crushed, realizing I had gone out too fast. Runkeeper called out my mile split: 9:38, which is a good minute faster than I usually would do for a first mile. (Yes, I am slow.) I told myself that negative-splitting was out the window and focused on maintaining speed.
At the two mile mark, the faster girls passed me, which left me fearing I had let up too much, but I didn't want to check. It was what it was. I then heard Runkeeper inform me that I was at a 9:35 pace.
At the 2.5 mile mark, I realized that I was keeping pace with the girls. By then I was feeling it -- my breathing was getting heavier, as were my legs. But I decided to see how long I could keep up. I kept reminding myself that a 5k is super-short and there wasn't that much to go.
As we rounded the final corner, I realized I was still keeping up with them. Unlike my last 5k, I did not feel like I had a ton left, but I kicked what little I had into high gear. I finished ten seconds behind one friend and five behind the other. I felt a bit like I was going to puke. And the race coordinators had run out of water (really? 800 registered runners and you buy 200 bottles of water?).
My time? Well, when I modified my goals yesterday on Daily Mile to include "run a 5k in under 30 minutes", I assumed it was well in the future, as my prior best was 32:28 and that was only a month ago and I haven't run much since. But I did it -- 3.15 miles in 29:52 on my phone (29:55 officially). Whoo-hoo!
Now to continue working toward being able to run a 10k.