My First 10K Experience
Monday, April 14, 2014
So I had my first 10K on Saturday, and I was not at all prepared, though I did finish. In December, I ran my first 5 mile race, and really didn't train too hard for it, due to the numerous cold days and my lack of motivation. When race day came, I set my mind to running it straight, and I did it. I was so very proud of myself too!
Flash forward to recent times - my mother visited for about 1.5 months. The first half I continued my running schedule, the 2nd half I procrastinated. I would tell myself that I wanted to spend time with her and not be selfish and leave her while I ran. I could make it up after she left. (Don't you love that rationalization?). After she left, I of course was sad and promised myself I would allow a week for emotions, and start fresh the next Monday. When that didn't work, I promised the next Monday, and so on and so on.
Basically, I ran 2 times since February, neither of them above 3 miles. With that said, I told myself it was in my mind. I needed to convince myself I could run 6.2 miles, it's only 1.2 miles more than the previous race, I could do it. Physically there is no reason why I can't do it.
Race day came around, I was excited, not nervous. It was more humid and warm than I would have liked, but I can't change that, as much as I would love to! I had peanut butter toast before leaving at 5:15 AM, and my race was at 8:30 (the town is about 1.5 hours away). During the pre-race activities, I had a 4 oz coffee and 1 energy gel. I was going to circle around and get a banana, but it completely slipped my mind! I did not even remember that I was running on empty until mile 3, and it definitely did not feel good. I guzzled the water from the 1st 2 stations, and then felt nauseous. It was awful! Then, this course has a lot of hills, the last one an steady incline the last mile. Since I live north of Houston, we do not have any type of hills to train on. In my mind, I was just going to run super slow, but keep going. Yeah, there was none of that. I made it through the first few hills ok, but then I started to walk up and run down.
With all of that said, I am so proud that I even attempted a 10K. One year ago at the same race I ran my first race, the 5K. I was so nervous and could not believe that I was actually running a race. I have come a long way since and I am so proud of myself and all that I have accomplished. I do think this experience was humbling and also beneficial. This course is difficult, and I completed it (1.25 hours), despite walking, and I was far from last place. In a little over a year I have grown to love running and joining in races, so much that I have my sights on a 1/2 marathon. I have learned the importance of training the right way after this. While the mind can carry us farther than we think, we do need our bodies to be ready for the challenge.
Looking forward to the next year and everything that I can achieve!!!