My what a mouthful of a race title…but really…
I don’t know where to begin with this race…so many enjoying moments. Sorry I didn’t announce that I was running a 5k on Memorial day on the blog…that’s because well I didn’t know either…and I’m not sorry because who really is that upset. Sunday night while eating 1 pound steaks, dad asks “Hey there is a cross country race tomorrow at some ranch near North Carolina…want to do it?” Nevermind the fact that we ran the ERR 10k two days ago and I did a long run yesterday and we are eating 1 pound steaks (by 1 pound I mean they were 16 ounce t bone steaks).
Dad goes: The race is led by horses and that is just so cool…I’m so intrigued. Once dad is intrigued…there is no stopping him.
Yeah sure dad…why not…my legs will probably be on the pain train anyways. So we drive out there and the area begins to get more “country like” and rural…oh great.
The race was supposed to start at 8:30. I’m in the bathroom putting on my spikes at 8:25 and we hear go…and everyone started the race…while I’m still in the bathroom not wearing shoes. (When I saw this was how it was going to be, I just thought to myself LOL…one of those races…alrighty then…nothing I can do about it now).
So I started the race behind all walkers and with 10 or so seconds already on the clock. So I spent the entire race moving up in the field. Literally because we were running in horse fields.
The first mile was on a trail back behind the fields. It was a bit cut up because it’s a horse trail. There were huge mud holes (during warm up Dad and I determined we might indeed be doing a steeple chase race).
Around 2 we do a perimeter around a large field, I catch up to a guy and he says alright will you pace me for a sub 20 and I said okay sure..I mean I plan on going sub 20 anyways so I figured if he just stuck with me he would too. So I start pacing him but he was slowing down so I kept going. Then he shouts to his friend, don’t let that girl pass you.
I honestly think I’m at a point in my running career that if I’m uninjured (which why would I race injured) and under pretty normal circumstances I should think that a sub 20 5k is pretty normal for me…
Around 2.5 my shoe comes untied and we run through some sort of mud trap that I was pretty positive I might lose my shoe…but I didn’t. Yet another factor that was included in this…erm glorious race.
Then finally we crossed the finish line. I knew for a fact this race wasn’t going to a PR after my last two days of running, nutrition the last week and the fact that it was a cross country terrain but I love to run and I thoroughly enjoyed it.
I did get to photograph with a horse so that was fun.
Questions for you:
Have you ever missed a race start?
Do you like horses?