Well, before I get to that, let’s backup a minute. Run the Reagan is actually a festival of races. There’s a 5K, 10K, and half marathon to choose from. I wanted to run this half marathon last year, but it just didn’t fit with the husband’s schedule.
Really my only goal for the year is this, and I don't have intentions of doing much else.
Hopefully having a schedule free of races will quell my desire to push the pace on every.single.run. I know it's counter productive, and yet I can't resist.
But the Mr. happens to be on vacation this month. It’s not often I get a Saturday morning to myself, so I decided take advantage of the opportunity. Just one little race couldn't hurt....With the mileage I’ve been running, I would have been fine physically to run the half marathon this year, but psychologically, I just wasn't feeling it. In fact, the 10k was more distance than I felt like tackling.
This looked to be a decent sized event, and a short, sweet 5k sounded good. I haven’t raced one on my own since last September, so that’s what I registered to run.
As I was figuring out the race logistics early last week, I realized the 5k wasn’t scheduled to start until 11:00! Somehow I’d overlooked that important detail. Plus, the venue was an hour drive each way. I wanted to have a morning to myself, but I didn’t want to kill half the day being away from home. I emailed the race director and he was kind enough to switch my registration to the 10K which started at 9:15.
Like I mentioned before, I was excited for the 5k. The 10k required a lot of pep talk to get me out the door. It was forecasted to be a rainy weekend, so the night before I gave myself an “out”. If it was raining when I woke up I wasn’t going to go.Nope the weather was perfect. Low 50’s and overcast. I got suited up, grabbed my waffles with peanut butter, and shuffled out the door.
My plan was to go out at 7:05 for the first mile, then 7:00 for the 2nd and 3rd, then give it everything I had for the final 3.
Nope that didn't happen. U-G-L-Y.
The course was a straight out-and-back. The first half of the course was slightly downhill, meaning we had a climb back to the finish line. Knowing this, I consoled myself the fast start was ok, and it was good to have the time in the bank for the way back.
I was passed by one woman around mile 2 and another one shortly after the turn-around.
Watching my pace slowly creep up was a big confidence crusher. I should really retire the Garmin when I race. My best races seem to be the ones where I didn’t have it. However, I had both the women who had passed me locked in my cross-hairs. They were my motivation to keep going.
Around mile 4, I passed the first woman who had passed me. She didn’t put up a fight. I passed the second woman in the last half mile. We played leap frog for a bit, but I was able to open up a 10 second gap on her by the end.
So I went from not caring about my 10k time and doing it for fun, to feeling like I should’ve done better and wanting a do-over. I’m now signed up to run another local 10K this Saturday in a second attempt at a better race.
That’s the problem with having Type A personality. Your greatest nemesis is yourself.
I was still quite happy to leave with a new little trinket though.
Chip time: 43:54