In summary, it was the best of times and then the worst of times. In running terms, I took the race out faster than what my body was capable of and then rode the pain train home. Unlike a marathon, riding the pain train home in a 5k is a mile or maybe 2…not 10 miles.Before the race, I knew I was sore from the Medford race two days prior.
This Saturday Haddon Township Turkey Trot is the most well known in the area. It’s so well known even the infamous Mike Rossi signed up for it! (Note: I did not see him at all, not that I would recognize him). At the Township Turkey Trot, there are normally over 700 people, and it’s organized and put together. My husband got to the race around 8:00 quickly signed up and were on our way for a warm up.
The race started at 9. It would have been easier for me to get to work if the race started earlier, but luckily I was working close by. After chatting with a few friends at the race start, we were off.
With 700 people, the race start was crowded. It was sidewalk to sidewalk of people. I found myself running entirely too fast during the first mile. I was running side by side with a fast woman, and she was pressing the pace. My legs felt extremely sore from a solid performance two days prior. We hit the first mile in 5:54 which is my fastest mile in over a year. I was excited and thought, despite feeling awful could this be the day I finally PR? The first six minutes were the best of times chapter of the race.
During the second mile, I quickly came to the realization Pring would not be the case. I began to feel more and more tired. My legs felt sore and tired, but I was not going to give up and stop either. I was still running with the first place women. We passed another female, and I saw my boss cheering. Around 1.75 the other woman dropped me. That’s three races in a row I’ve been dropped or broken. It made me realize I need to work on fast finishes. I hit the second mile in 6:07. I was pleased with a 12-minute 2-mile split, though.
The third mile progressed back to the finish line. My legs were extremely sore, and I was miserable. Many people began to pass me. I went from being tied for first place to being dropped to second. During the third mile not one or two women but three passed me. I knew I was riding the pain train all the way home. I crossed mile 3 in 6:24. I was surprised and it felt as if I was crawling.
During the final home stretch, I saw two of my workers who I hadn’t seen in a few months. They cheered go Hollie and instead of focusing on the finish I said, awe man great to see you guys! It showed how mentally checked out of the race I was.
I crossed the finish line in 19:24 and 4th female overall. A lot of people mentioned the course was long, and I did have 3.15 on my Garmin, but I didn’t cut tangents well either.
It felt awesome to run my fastest mile in almost a year and a half even though my legs were sore from the Medford colonies 5k. While it stinks to take a race out too fast, I know I was sore and tired. I’m happy with how I’m progressing. A few months ago a race like this would have resulted in a 6:5X mile and felt crawling. I realized this race was the same time as my turkey trot on base the week prior. It was a differently run race, though. I don’t regret running at all and it was a great workout.
Question for you:
Have you ever raced a mile?
I haven’t in a few years, but I did run a 5:31 on track and a 5:35 during my 5k PR. Then of course the many mile tests I took in gym class.