The run was a success!! I wanted to wait till I got a few more images to post, but I can’t wait!lol
We got there and it was 40 some degrees.. Parking was fine. My mom (who is a 17 year breast cancer survivor) came with me to support!
It wasn’t super busy where all the vendors and such were. My mom had wanted me to wear a pink ribbon of sorts in my hair…. That was NOT gonna happen, but as we got there, I saw the many other options I could have chosen to wear pink.. Shoes, socks, headbands, hats, all KINDS of stuff.. There were even a few girls (and guys) in tu-tus..!
While we waited in the COLD we took a few pics, went in the school building to warm up a bit, then come 7:30 I headed to the start line which was about a block or two away.
I’ve learned, that even though I’m not an extremely fast runner, I still need to be pretty close to the start. It took me a good 2 or 3 minutes to settle into a comfortable pace..!
To backtrack, every time I begin one of these runs, the thought that its just a morning run is catapulted out of my head when the man says “on your mark, get set, go!” … This is a race! And just that phrase seems to always push me a little harder.
Even still, it was a morning run for me. 1 mile, good.. 7:47. 2 mile, was waiting for the “you’re half way there” of my nikeplus app, so it kinda threw me off, lol. Mile two though, 15 and change.
Every race I’ve run, there’s several types of runners I encounter.
The starting line partners: the ones I nod at and never see again except maybe after I see them cross the finish line.
The backs: people that have no faces because I only see them as I dodge around them to find a steady pace.
The pacers: those 6 or 7 guys who at different times during the race you’ve been within about 5 to 10 feet of each other for at least 3 minutes. Some at the beginning in the bottle neck. Some near the middle as your finding/trying to find your pace. The two or three actually at your pace and those few you find as you push to the end.
The bobbers: these guys you may see at random times during the race who have nonsense of pace… They’ll fly past at the beginning, then slow up, half way thru they’ll pick up again, and youll later watch as they cross the line many minutes after you.
The inspiration: those one or two guys who actually may have started out behind or with you, but for some reason they found themselves about 20-30 paces ahead of you, and they stay right there the entire race.. just at the edge of your view, close enough to see, but far enough not to catch.
The placers: those guys names you see at the top of the results list..
It was really cool being able to see all of these this morning. One of “the pacers” randomly found me after and said that I was inspiration to keep going as we kept fairly close most of the race. My inspiration was this cat that, to me, had the worst form EVER but true to my definition, he stayed ahead of the entire race! Bugged, the, HECK outta me!lol
Overall though, it was a good race.. I beat my PR with a time of 22:07 (by my Nike+ app.. We’ll see what “the official time” has to say when they post it.. Andy made my mum proud. :) was a pretty awesome way to start my Sabbath day. :)