Okay, yesterday was a bomb, but I won. I mean, I really, really won out of the BOYS AND GIRLS. I'm not going to include my times, though, because my splits were ridiculously slow.
Alecia (new runner) and I left early to drive to Prattville for the Resurrection 10K. This would be her first 10K. We had to make a pit stop and got there a little later than I had hoped. I was only able to get in one mile warm up. To make matters worse, my stomach was not feeling well at all. I had the same feeling Friday, but chalked it up to something I had eaten. So...
We started out with the 5Kers and there were about 5 men in front of me, but no ladies. The first two miles were pretty good, small rolling hills, nothing major. At the 5K/10K spilt, I saw ahead that the police truck w/ its lights on had pulled over. This meant all the men in front of me turned off for the 5K. I was sort of pumped by this b/c I love beating boys. So, I followed the police truck through the ugliest part of Prattville. Also, the hilliest. Why run through a trailer park? Surely there are nicer places to form a race. Anyway, at about the 3 mile mark a high school surfer boy blew past me from nowhere. Wow, he was fast. At about the 4 mile mark, I was gaining on him a little, but we had officially entered mountain terrain. All hopes for PR were out the window after mile 3 hill. Somewhere right before mile 5 another guy passed me. This was at the base of a mountain. Literally, it made Flying Pig look pancake flat. My stomach was making some serious gurgling noises and I wondered if I would have to drop out. I really, really, really needed to go (you know what I mean). Okay, toughen up, whiny baby..
The bottom of the last hill was when I made my move. Blonde suffer boy pulled over and got sick, I passed the other man on the hill and took back the lead. I held it for the last mile. When I made the final turn onto the road with the finish line, cars were everywhere. They were paying no attention to the police truck with flashing lights trying to make a path for me. So, I hopped up on the sidewalk. Nice, real nice, but better than getting hit by a vehicle. The 5K 2nd place man was waiting for me and he ran along side me telling me how awesome it was that a female was winning the thing overall. He was talking about how excited the spectators would be and that I needed to push it b/c other man was 50 yards back. I kicked it in a little bit, hoping not to use the restroom on myself and crossed the finish line. I did not stop running, as I ran straight for the restroom.
After that, I ran back out on the course to find Alecia, meaning I ran back UP the hill I just ran DOWN. Then down the hill I had run up. She was at the bottom of the hill, so I ran up it AGAIN. Phew. She was doing great and running really strong. She really wanted to break an hour. I knew she probably wouldn't do from the time on my watch, but she wasn't wearing one, so I pushed her along a bit to keep her from walking. She even kicked it in at the end, finishing in 1:03. I was so proud of her!!!!!! Great job for a first 10K.
I met some devoted readers there, too- Daphne & Tracey. HI GIRLS!!!! You guys did great! Congrats on the age group award, Tracey! I also saw the Coca Cola Man that delivers to our school. Hah, small world. I've got some bootie-kicking workouts planned for the week. It should be interesting considering I did 20 this morning, just under 8 minute mile pace. I guess what doesn't kill you makes you strong? Run strong, friends!