March 21, 2015
For a second weekend in a row, I show up to run a five mile race alone-- well, with hundreds of strangers-- on a cold, blustery, and rainy day. Today, however, the Weather Gods appear to be kinder as the wind gusts move the rain clouds through the sky quickly, teasing us with brief clearings and intermittent glimpses of blue skies.
Also, for a second weekend in a row, I pick up my bib number and head back to sit alone in my warm car, hoping my seat-heater turned on high will qualify as an adequate pre-race "warm up."
Different this week is that I'm here today just to log five miles, with no pressure of a specific finish time.
Start, finish, and have fun. Those are the requirements of today.
I got a great race number: 111. Oh, the pressure of wearing a cool number! It makes me feel like I need to run a faster race, perform at a higher level. Yes, I have weird thoughts like that....
Surprisingly, I feel better today than I have in a month. This morning, I finished my last dose from 20 days of antibiotics; not my kind of good time. Yesterday, my boys and I devoured a whole box of Girl Scout Cookies on the way home from school; not the best idea for carb-loading!
Regardless, I was ready to run!
I gauged my pace based on my breathing and body inventory, and tried not to look at my Garmin. Five miles flew by and I focused on each runner in front of me, attempting to pass as many as possible. One by one, I passed a dozen people before finishing with an unofficial time of 48:18.
Before leaving, I gave my ticket for the prize drawing to a girl (who I guess was about 10-years old) hoping that my ticket would be lucky for her and she would win a prize.
I walked to my car, stretched, and drank my post-race recovery shake. I drove home happy and felt like a superstar as my phone phone screen and email began filling up with notifications of kudos from members of my AMR Nuun Year: No Limits training team.
Thanks to all of my friends! You have no idea how much your support means to me! Hugs and kisses to you all!