November 7, 2009
Yep, that's what I PRed by in the 10K today. It's about stinkin' time, huh? Here's the rundown. (Don't you guys love my puns?)
Given my feelings of Loserhood lately, I wasn't expecting much out of this race. I give credit of my strong PR to actual math miscalculations prior to the race. I met up with Speedy Anna, Jay, and Katie prior to the race and we did a 2 mile warm up. While running we discussed the pace for a Sub 39 race. I THOUGHT my previous PR (39:34) was a 6:17 pace. So, we concluded that a Sub 39 would be ABOUT 6:11. Give us some credit here; it was early Saturday morning and my math skills don't go much past what I teach my 3rd graders. So, Jay was planning to pace Speedy Anna and I to a Sub 39 race.
The ONLY thing I dislike about this race is the running of the 5K. It starts 15 minutes earlier than the 10K, which makes perfect sense, except that means the faster 10Kers have to share the course with the slower 5Kers. Alright, I can share, as long as the road is wide.
So, we were off. In the first mile, Jay, Anna, and I ran together and I believe that Anna and I were 4th and 5th females. After the first mile, she and Jay slowed a bit and told me to go on, which I did.
Mile 1: 6:13
In the 2nd mile, I passed another female (moving into 3rd place) and ran past The Place that Makes me Drool (Krispy Kreme), reminding me I haven't eaten a doughnut for at LEAST 6 months. On we went.
Mile 2: 6:10
The next mile took us into the neighborhood, and the terrain was a bit roughed up.
Mile 3: 6:11
I felt fatigued here, just in time to power up the only hill on the course. This is also when I powered past the 3rd place lady.
Mile 4: 6:15
I was trying to do calculations in my head and it really wasn't working. I decided to tuck behind a pack of 3 men. One of the men was all over the road and I was just wanting him to stay put. Ggrrrr.
Mile 5: 6:20
One of the men took off like a rocket and one of the men slowed. I tried to stay with middle guy, sort of afraid to be left alone at this point. I had the saliva in my mouth that you get right before you vomit, so I really knew I was working hard. Side note: I had this horrid headache that also might have been the reason for wanting to vomit. These are hormone headaches that I deal with ALL the time. Annoyance.
Mile 6: 6:16
The man took off and I tried to take off, but it wasn't really successful. People were on the course cheering now, and that was nice. I passed that stupid clock that I mistaken for the finish line last year and pushed it on through.
0.23 @ 6:06 pace
Final time: 38:48
2nd Overall Female
Phew. The equation finally worked. High mileage + weight loss + train your tail off= PR. Yippeee!!!
I hung out and cheered on my friends, followed by a cool down with Speedy Anna and Jay. Then I did something I have NEVER done after a race- drank a beer. LOL. It was pretty funny, too. We were all hanging out and I told them I was having a "celibatory" (like celibacy) beer. I didn't actually mean to say that, of course. Nothing like good friends to help you laugh at yourself. Keeping things real, that's what it's all about.
So... San Antonio- here I come!