Last weekend I ran the Bungalow Beach 5 Miler in Atlantic City. As I continue to build miles, I’m trying to make it a point to race more whether I feel great or not. If there is anything I learned from the weekend, it’s how to spell Bungalow (at least I think so).
I didn’t feel great on Saturday. While I only took a week off, I feel like I’ve distanced myself from the sport since about May. I’ve been running but training for PRs, no. I rode out the fitness from the training cycle through both Broad Street and the Newport 10 miler.
I woke up around 5, ate, and arrived to Atlantic City around 7 am. The race starts in a different area than the April Fools Half. As I walking to pick up my bib, a very intoxicated man asked if I was just getting off from the strip club next door. What a way to start.
The line to pick up bibs was long, and I had time to warm up about 2 miles. As I was sprinting towards the start, I realized they were doing the national anthem. I paid my respect and made it to the start with about 30 seconds to spare.
The race went off right at 8 am. During the first mile, I found myself running with a few men. I passed one other female around mile 1. My legs felt stiff and tired, and with 100% humidity, the weather was not ideal. I didn’t feel great or especially terrible and ran a 6:23.
I ran the second mile alone. There was a cross breeze but nothing crazy. It actually felt good. We left the boardwalk, and I ran a 6:28.
We turned around mile 2.3 and headed back towards the finish. I like beach and shore races because usually, you get to see friends and other racers going in the opposite direction. I saw a lot of local people and high fived a lot of people.
Thanks, Meridith for the photo!
Around mile 4, I knew the second place woman was quickly catching me. I was giving it my all. We entered the beach, and I was worried I would fall, so I took running on the sand extremely safe. Even though I was barely above a walk, I would instead not hurt myself versus attempt to sprint to the finish only to roll an ankle. I could see the finish, but I thought it would never come closer! I crossed in 32:12 and was able to win.
I am happy to be out there again, and it feels good to be racing. In February I ran a 5 Miler in 30:25 and while I’m not in that shape now I’m enjoying running and able to run. Usually in June that hasn’t been the case. I’ll continue looking for races and chipping away. Right now I didn’t have anything “big” planned out, and I’m just enjoying racing each weekend.
Questions for you;
Have you ever run on sand?
Do you have beach plans this summer?