When I found out that there was a 5k,10k,15k and half marathon near my oldest brothers house in Seattle I thought it would be fun to do a race in a new area. Although I would like to say I found it, dad was the one who emailed me and said he was signing up. I originally signed up for the 10k but getting to the race on Saturday I realized I wanted to downgrade to the 5k. I hadn’t done a 5k in January and I thought it would be nice to see where I was at with that.
I knew with the random mileage and running I had been doing lately that this wasn’t going to PR. I also knew that the jet lag was going to tire me out. Both were true. Regardless I thought it would be a lot of fun to do anyways. I wasn’t worried about PRing or being stressed.
The race didn’t have a chip and it was an old school start that we all started together. It actually gave me the most amusement I’ve ever had at the beginning of a race. The race director noticed the long line for the womans rest room line. He literally said “if this isn’t an emergancy and you are just using the rest room for precaution, there are some porta stations mid race”. I laughed uncontrollably at it. (I don’t even know why).
Anyways the race started and we were off. The first mile felt like it took forever. I remember looking at my watch at .26, .44, .67 .89 and finally when it beeped at 1 mile. At that point I knew it was a race that was going to feel like it was taking forever…and it did. Mentally it felt about 5 times longer than a half marathon. I’m so glad I didn’t sign up for anything longer (6:06)
The second mile had a random hill that I had absolutely no idea was even in the course. It was a very flat course on some trails except for this one random hill. You literally turned a corner and it was like bam up the hill we go.
With all the turns and the hill my second mile was about 5 seconds slower. I honestly thought it was going to be much slower then that but I was lucky and it wasn’t. It went by quicker mentally at least. (6:11)
The final mile I was very focused on getting under 19 minutes (Which didn’t happen). I really wanted to power through and I thought I was on pace. It was going to be extremely close. We had a 180 turn and as I came across the final .2 I saw the clock tick just over 19 minutes. Close but no cigar.
My oldest brother Doug running pushing his daughter.
In all honesty this was a lot better then I had thought I would do. I was realistically unsure (jet lagged, tired and the last 5k I ran was in January) how I would do. I knew I would be upset if I couldn’t hold the same pace I’ve run in my halves the last few times (ie: faster than 6:21 pace).
Take aways: For the terrain and course (trails, gravel) I’m happy. I am hoping in a month or two I’ll be in the lower 18s. I think with a good course and good day I could be around my PR (18:35).
Questions for you:
Have you ever done a spur of the moment race?
How many states have you raced in?
For me I’ve raced in: Virginia, New York, North Carolina (cross country), Vermont (cross country), New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Georgia, Texas, Maryland and now Washington. I think that is all of them…unless you count DC.