The question of the month is how many Turkey Trots can I do in November? With the amount of racing I’ve been doing…I’m not sure.
Each month, the base holds a race. I’m not normally able to attend due to work but last Wednesday I was already on the base. It made sense just to do it. I needed to do a workout, and running races are always fun workouts. I like base 5ks because they are normally on the lunch hour on either a Wednesday or Thursday. The entire 5k and any awards given out are completely done in less than hour. The race started at noon, and I was showering by 12:50.
Last Wednesday morning I had negative motivation. My legs hurt, I was tired and I didn’t want to run at all. If the base 5k wasn’t that day, I’m not sure I would have been able to motivate myself to do any speed work.
I had gotten a deep tissue massage the Monday evening before. I could feel my legs. My goal was to do one last hard effort before Philly. I planned to race with how I felt for the day. That’s normally how I race. I don’t go in with an exact pace idea; I just run with how I feel for the day.
We lined up, and the race was off right at noon. Immediately after starting the race I knew how windy it would be. I started off behind several men. Since we were running on the sidewalk, it was impossible to pass anyone. I knew once the road opened up, I would have more room. As soon as we turned a corner and the road opened up we were hit by a huge wind gust. I found myself running in stride with another male. We ultimately ran the entire race together. We ran mile 1 in 6:10. I was quite surprised by how fast we were moving and knew I would not be able to maintain that pace.
During mile 2 we ran by a flock of wild turkeys. Most people know that I’m terrified of turkeys. I don’t care for birds in the slightest. We ran onto another road, and the wind was whipping around. We didn’t have a headwind but more of a side wind. My legs hurt and mentally I had checked out of the race. I hit the second mile in 6:22. I thought: well at least I’m still on track to run a sub 20 minute 5k.
The third mile felt as if it took forever. I think part of the issue was you could see the finish line during the entire mile. It felt like we were circling the finish line. I was still running with the same man, although one guy ran by us like we were standing still.
By the time I knew it, I saw Tim finish, and then I looped back to finish myself. I crossed the line in 19:23 and as the first female overall. I reached a life goal of winning a turkey from a turkey trot. Yes, I will be attempting to cook it on Thanksgiving.
To be honest, I felt awful. My legs were sore from my deep tissue massage. I’m surprised I was able to run that fast. I nearly stayed at home and powered through mile repeats, but I’m glad I went out there.
Questions for you: Do you have any Turkey recipes? How should I cook it?