Beat the Ball 5k Race Recap (19:30)
I owe two race recaps so I suppose I’ll work on those. I’ve had my arms tied the last couple of days so I haven’t even opened my blog reader yet. I hope everyone had a good New Year’s though. 🙂
This has been the first New Years that I have been able to watch the ball drop and been in the US since high school. Weird eh I’ve been on training trips for college swim team the rest of the time). Anyways-after doing a lot of research, I found a 5k on New Years Night. By doing research, I mean I was casually browsing my running clubs website and saw there was a 5k on that. Sounds good to me-it’s not like I have real life friends to celebrate New Year’s with anyways. Oh wait-I do and they will all be running this road race.
This race was titled “Beat the Ball”. It was a 5k that started at 11:35pm. The goal was to race under 25 minutes and finish the race in time to watch the ball drop on the big screen they had outdoors.
So anyways, that same day one of my friends Tim came down and wanted to run. He doesn’t live too far away so it wasn’t as strenuous as a drive from Upstate. I seem to have a lot more guy friends as girl, as dad pointed out. I think it’s because my guy friends will run with me.
Moving on-the race started at 11:35pm so we got there around 10:15 or so. Beforehand was super stressful because my dog was very sick. She had slowly been getting worse for the last week or so and they knew she had cancer. We weren’t exactly how much longer she would make it (she was roughly 15). Mom stayed with her instead of watching the race.
Upon arriving, we warmed up for about a mile or so and waited inside. Not that it was cold (60+ degrees) but there were lots of fun festivities inside. I honestly thought this was going to be a small race but there were 300+ people.
Then at the starting line, my whole world came crashing down. Some man that I had never met before (I presume one of dads friends) came up to me and word for word says: “Your dad left. Your dog died.”
Not your dog has passed away and you father left to take care of her. No just your dad left, your dog died. I lined up physically crying. There wasn’t too much I could do but to know she was in a better place.
Then the gun went off and we went. After the first .5, something terrible happened. I was feeling awesome, and I felt something around my foot loosen the fall off. My chip! Ugh-I debated for a split second to stop but didn’t and kept running. If nothing else-I knew the time I was going to run weather it recorded or not.
I hit my first mile in 5:55. My first sub 6 minute mile ever. That’s all I have to really say about that because I was so pumped. I debated stopping right there and thanking the heavens but I didn’t. Slightly inappropriate perhaps.
Mile 2 and 3 were a somewhat of a blur. I was lost in my own thoughts about my dog, life in general, and my first sub 6 minute mile. I remember looking at my watch at 16:20 and thinking hopefully less than 4 minutes to go but that is about it.
I finished the race in a time of 19:30. It didn’t record (of course since I lost my chip). I spent the next hour sulking but in my regards it was my own fault. Then the nicest people helped me out and told the race officials! The race officials were also taking manual times (way after crossing the finish line(More for places)), they caught a manual time for me of 19:44. All I really wanted at this point was my award. I actually got first female overall!
Anyways-I “beat the ball” and got to watch it drop on the big screen outdoors which was pretty neat. They gave us champagne flutes and we celebrated the New Years with a glass of that and then went home only to wake up for another 5k 8 hours later. 🙂
Question for you: How was your New Year Celebration?