Two years ago I did my first race. It was a 5k and I walked the whole thing. I only did one race that year.
Last year, I did three 5ks and one 10k. The 5ks I did as walk/runs; the 10k, I walked.
Yesterday I ran my first 5k race of the year. (I did this race last year as a 10k walk)
My goal is to do at least five 5k races this year.
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Here’s the recap of what happened:
I’d been waiting for weeks for yesterday to arrive. I was anxious for my racing season to start.
I had 2 goals for the race — 1st, as always, was to cross the finish line. I don’t worry about my time, I just wanted to finish; and 2nd, I wanted to run it start to finish.
I woke up earlier than I needed to. I could feel the butterflies almost immediately.
I showered and dressed. I went downstairs to make coffee and breakfast. I opted for oatmeal instead of my normal smoothie.
I sat at my computer, as I normally do in the morning. Time seemed to be crawling by. I really wanted to get to the race.
My friend Karen picked me up. She was running it too. Karen is a great runner. Some of us have given her the nickname “Legs”.
We got there and completed our registrations, get our bibs, etc. Nerves were even worse. We saw other people we know. Nice to chat with others before we begin.
Then it was about half hour before the race. I tried distracting myself with a Twitter chat, but I couldn’t concentrate. By this point I was shaking because of my nerves. I’m not sure why I was so nervous.
I took the last of my ENERGYbits. (I received a sample a while back. They are pretty amazing. I tested them on 2 of my practice runs, but saved some specifically to take for this race. You can read my review of ENERGYbits here: http://wp.me/p1Bqw3-s6)
I went outside to pace around while I waited for the start. Finally others came out too. A couple ladies recognized me from the indoor track. We chatted a little bit.
We got final instructions, then off we went! FINALLY! The nerves seemed to disappear almost immediately.
I was at the back. I was trying not to pay attention to the others. Everyone else is so much faster than I am.
I had my music playing to help push me along.
I heard Tyler’s voice in my head offering encouragement.
I did my best to keep a steady pace — not too fast. Going out was relatively easy. Coming back will be harder because there is a hill to contend with.
I was not even to the turnaround (halfway) point and some runners were already on their way back. They offered encouragement; I offer it back. A few gave me hi-fives; I happily accepted.
There were volunteers all along the route. Each cheered as I passed by.
As I neared the turnaround, I could see the photographer taking pictures of some of the runners. He watched me approach. When I got closer, he snapped a couple of me.
There was a water station at the turnaround. I paused briefly for a drink. Then I turned around and headed back.
The route is along the road. For the most part, the cars were courteous, driving by slowly, moving over. A few were not as courteous.
I made it to the hill. I had to dig deep to get up it without stopping. I was running into the wind. Not very easy.
Most of the runners have passed me by now, but that’s okay.
I made it to the last turn. As I head up the lane, I remembered it was a long, low hill. I needed to dig deep again.
I skipped over some of the songs playing until I get to the theme from the Rocky movie. Perfect way to end a run.
As I neared the finish, one of the other runners greeted me, giving me encouragement to finish strong.
As I got closer, everyone started cheering, even those who didn’t know me.
I crossed the finish line. The attendant took the tag from my bib.
I turned to walk away, but then turn back to ask my time.
He says “53:20”
I walked away tired, but proud.
I did it.
I ran my first race of the year.
And I ran it start to finish, just as I wanted to.
Although I wasn’t concerned with my time, I was pleased that I finished in well under an hour.
I headed in for a post-run chocolate milk and some fruit. And a coffee.
I sat and relaxed, chatted with other runners. Eventually they gave out the medals. My friend Karen won first in her age group. So proud of her for that. I didn’t win one, but didn’t expect to either. The first 3 in each age group won medals.
Everyone who registered for the race got their name entered into a draw for prizes. They gave those out after the medals. My friend Karen won a gift certificate. I didn’t win anything, but I’m okay with that.
A couple people asked me how I did in the race. I said my time, said it wasn’t a PR but close. Many said how proud they were of me.
Karen drove me home. I had some lunch and then took a nap. A very long nap. Well deserved, in my opinion.
When I woke up, I was still tired, but feeling good, feeling proud of myself for doing what I set out to do.
I ran my first race of 2014; ran it start to finish.
Then I looked up the results of the race I did in November of last year, the last race I did.
Only then did I realize, my time was a new PR! WOW! I was so excited!! I didn’t expect that! Made it so much better.
What a day!!
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Until last year, I couldn’t run.
When I did start running, I couldn’t run a minute.
I just ran my first race start to finish.
Amazing how much can change in a year.