My official time was 19:36*. It’s only fair I qualify this PR with an asterisk since the course aided me with an overall net elevation drop of 300 ft. It was also in the low 60's and dry. The whole thing was very un-Atlanta like.
The morning started off with Mr. Blondie and Emily waking up at o’dark thirty to serve as my entourage. We had a 45 minute drive to the start.
The race was capped at 1200 runners and sold out a week in advance, so they were prepared. Parking, registration, and most importantly the bathroom situation, were uncrowded and well managed.
Before the race I ran into Lee and her husband Jason. They ran the race last year and gave me a heads-up there were actually a few uphills in the second mile. I’m glad they gave me the warning, as I was under the impression the whole thing was basically a straight shot downhill. That would have been a nasty surprise had I not been forewarned.
Blog readers Ginnie and Donna also approached me to introduce themselves. It was nice to finally meet you!Talking to everyone helped put me at ease. I have a knack for working myself up into a ball of nerves before the start of a race.
Here are my Garmin splits. I would venture to say mile 1 was probably the fastest mile I've EVER run thanks to a huge starting downhill. It wasn't even that tiring. I was glad to have that time in the bank.
Mile 2 had some uphills, so that looks closer to my usual race pace. Knowing all the climbing was done for the last half mile gave me the mental boost to gun it the rest of the way to the finish. Check out that sweet downhill.
The post race party was held in a separate location away from the finish line. Instead of taking the shuttle there, I opted to run a couple extra miles to cool down before heading there on foot.
Mr.Blondie was already there waiting for me with Emily. I got a bag filled with a bunch of goodies and ate a couple crab fritters one of the vendors was handing out. Odd post race refreshment, but so yummy.
Since there weren’t many women who finished ahead of me, we waited around for the awards ceremony. I figured I got an age-group award. It turned out I was 7th female overall out of 514. Wouldn’t you know that out of the 6 ladies ahead of me, 5 were in the 30-34 age group? Just my luck :) How often does that happen?
So no award, but I still walked away elated about finally breaking 20 minutes. What I'm stoked about is this was a USATF certified course and a Peachtree Road Race qualifier. This time will get me a spot in the sub-seed start corral.
|Posing with Ginny & Emily post-race|
Don’t get me wrong, I still think the Peachtree Road Race sounds like a version of hell-on-earth (much like cramming into Times Square on New year’s Eve or being at Best Buy on Black Friday morning). Who wants to wake up early on the 4th of July, squeeze their way into the city on public transportation, and race a 10k on one of the most hot and humid days of the year?
Apparently 55,000 other people.
It’s an Atlanta Tradition and a big to-do around these parts. I’d like to run it at least once while we’re living here, just to say I experienced it. If I can start all the way up at the front, well heck, I might as well go for it this year.
My legs still felt good when we got home, so I went for another 5 miles around the ‘hood to make it 10 miles for the day. I’m still training as if I’m running a half marathon in October, but I haven’t committed to one yet. I should probably make that decision soon.
Is there something that doesn’t appeal to you, but you still want to try at least once to say you did it?
Chip Time: 19:36