I nicknamed this the Shenanigan 15k. First, I am still recovering my half marathon. Yes, it’s been two weeks…yes I ran 70 miles in Texas last week including a 12 mile run up a mountain chased by a 15 mile run the next day…on trails. But you only live once and my legs still hurt. I took the day before the race off…something I never do (I would take 2 days off and then do a shakeout run the day before) but my legs needed a break the day before more then I cared to injure myself at a race.
I knew running this race was not going to of the same caliber as my last and you know what? I was perfectly fine with that. I love running and running injury free…so that’s that.
I left my house on Saturday at 6am…not really any different than a week day and headed towards Rochester. It was an easy 70 mile drive but lots of police were out so naturally I drove slower and then was running late to Laura’s.
Laura drove to the start and we got there with about 15 minutes to spare before the race actually started. The porta potty lines were too long, not enough time to warm up, neither of us cared and we just headed to a tree and then the starting line. I think we did about .75 miles running before the race…at least that is what my watch said.
The race started at 8:30 and we were off. The first mile I noticed 3 girls in front of me and a few hills ahead. I knew that it would take at least 2-3 miles for me to warm up and loosen up considering I had taken the day before off and really hadn’t done a warmup. I was still basking in the sun. Long story short, I never felt fantastic but I didn’t feel bad either.
I literally thought of this race as 3 5ks, so that is what I’ll describe it as.
The first 5k was somewhat chilly. I had forgotten my ear warmers at and was wearing shorts. I didn’t feel bad or good. It was somewhat crowded and hit the 5k mark in 21:12. I passed one girl up a hill, then she passed me back down the hill. She wasn’t amused when I said we would be a good team she could run down hill and I’d run up.
The second 5k was much more hilly. I underestimated the hills in the course but I realized while running…I run up hills really well…I stink running down them and everyone would pass me again. I saw Laura’s fiancé and by the 10k mark (which I hit in 43:30). I then decided to drive myself to finish the last 5k and hopefully be my fastest one as I had a feeling I could do that since my running had been all over the place but I didn’t feel dead.
By then the last 5k was up a giant hill. I had originally wanted to have an average pace of under 6:40 after looking at my watch at the 10k and seeing an overall pace 6:42. However, when you have a 200 foot hill and a mile at 7:10…well that wasn’t the case and wasn’t happening. Either way I just kept trucking and by this time it was a high school aged boy and myself in an all out guts to glory finish.
But he said outkicked me on the downhill section to the finish line. (isn’t that anticlimactic?). I have no interest to outkick boys anyways…high school boys, college boys…older men…don’t care.
After the race, Laura and I hung out. I actually saw one of my friends from college who swam distance with me who did well too…it is always nice to catch up with college friends and remember that was a part of my life (though it seems so distant now).
Questions for you:
Do you take any days off before a race?
Do you see a lot of friends from previous schooling? College, high school?
For me being in a separate area, I generally don’t. I think if I lived where I went to college or high school I would obviously.