Trotting With Turkeys

This morning was the 5-mile Turkey Trot that I’ve been training for over the last few weeks. I had two goals:

1 – DON’T WALK.
2 – Finish in under 57 minutes.

I did both. In spades.

This year we had a pretty big group, 10 in total. I was hoping to stick with Friend #1 and her 3 friends as much as possible, since I knew they also had their sights on running the entire course. My family, which made up the other 5 participants in my group, was mostly planning on a walking/running combination.

One of the three friends we lost in the first quarter-mile. She’s fast, and had different goals than the rest of us. Namely, to kick our butts :)

Shortly after the first mile, I somehow ended up running with just one of the three friends, when Friend #1 and the last of the three were separated from us. Even though she was running at a much faster pace than is my usual, I stuck with her.

When we hit the three-mile mark, we were only 30 minutes in. That’s a 10-mile pace, and I’m generally between 11 and 12 minutes. Shortly into the fourth mile, though, I told her to run ahead without me. I didn’t stop, but I slowed to my normal pace. I knew that if I continued to push at that faster speed, I would run out of gas before the end and have to walk. That would not have been okay.

So she ran ahead and I slowed a bit. I did the last 2 miles or so on my own – as alone as you could be when you’re doing a road race with 12,000 participants – without walking for a second. I didn’t have too much left in me at the end, so I didn’t sprint the last tenth of a mile like I usually try to do, but even still, I crossed the finish line at 55:40. Official times aren’t posted, yet, but I crossed the starting line at almost three minutes, so I expect my time to be just under 53 minutes. My time last year was 59:46.

That’s freaking awesome.

I’m so pleased with myself. I did it! And I did it better than I expected.

Even more than the pride I feel in myself, though, is the pride I feel for my mother. My mom has never been, how do I put this… interested in fitness. In fact, her philosophy about exercise has always been that if she starts to sweat, she had better stop because she’s doing something wrong. She’s so cute.

I was so happy when she committed to doing the Turkey Trot with us. And even though she wasn’t sure if she’d be able to complete the entire 5 miles, she went out there with the best of intentions.

And she did it too.

I’m pleased as punch that she stuck with it. Even though she was tired and her feet hurt and this is likely more exercise than she’s gotten in the past month combined, she didn’t give up. She kept going, and never took advantage of the Plan B we had in place in case she couldn’t make it to the end. (I was confident that she could make it, but better safe than sorry!)

I hope she feels as good about her accomplishment as I do! She certainly should.

In fact, our entire group did a great job. I’m thrilled that I’ve had an impact of sorts on my family. There’s still a few holdouts – Hopefully they’ll join us next year!

Happy Thanksgiving, everybody!

6 Responses to “Trotting With Turkeys”

  1. South Beach Steve Says:

    Kimberly, this is fantastic news. You blew your old time away! It sounds like it was a real plus to be pushed a bit.

  2. Mala Says:

    That's an awesome time! I'm so impressed!

  3. Jessica Says:

    I knew you could do it! Congrats!

  4. craigversion2 Says:

    That's so awesome! congrats on your new time!! I knew you could do it!

  5. Kat Says:

    Congratulations Kimberly! You did great and it is very cool that you got your family and friends to join you! I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend!

  6. Kat Says:

    Congratulations Kimberly! You did great and it is very cool that you got your family and friends to join you! I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend!