One Weekend – Two Triumphs

My first ever 10k was a huge success! Even with a bruised ankle, being sore from my Black Belt test yesterday, not having run all week, and only getting up to 5 miles during training, I was still able to run the entire 6.2 miles without walking for even a second.

I finished with an official time of 1:05:28! That’s a 10:33 pace, which I’m darn pleased with.

It was absolutely freezing this morning, and I wasn’t dressed entirely appropriately. The only thing I was really missing was gloves. My poor fingers never warmed up, even tucked inside my jacket sleeves. This was partially because I had to keep pulling them out to blow my nose, which ran incessantly the entire race. Damn exercise-induced rhinitis!

One of my friends ran this race with me  – remember M-Dog? – and I kept up with her for the first mile or so. After that, I had to slow down a bit, and I knew that she was already going slower than her normal pace, so I told her to run on without me.

Once I hit the 4-mile mark, I knew I would be able to run the entire thing. Once I hit the fifth mile marker, I was thrilled: With every new step I said to myself, “This is officially the furthest I’ve ever run. This is officially the furthest I’ve ever run…”

I kept switching positions with two women running together. They ran a bit faster than me, but they couldn’t keep that up. So they would start walking, and I would pass them. Then a few minutes later after they started running again, they would pass me. This must’ve happened a dozen times throughout the race – it was really quite ridiculous – but it kept it interesting. I was hoping that when we got to the end I’d be able to keep their running pace and cross the finish line with them. In the 6th mile, when they caught up to me after walking a bit, I hung with them for a minute or so, but then I had to fall back to my slower pace again. They beat me by about 20 seconds.

It was tiring, but I felt good. In fact, I had enough left in me at the end to be able to sprint the last tenth of a mile. I was actually going so fast that my face is wind-burned!

I’m very pleased with my performance today: I ran the entire thing, and in a good time… for me. I have to qualify that it’s a good time ‘for me’ because only 4 people in the entire race were slower than me. I was totally bringing up the rear. The two girls I kept trading places with joked one of the times they passed me that they’d have to walk again soon, and so to “not worry.” I laughed, but really, I wasn’t worried about beating them at all. I was competing with myself, not some random women whose running abilities and preparation I know nothing about. And even though I was very nearly last, I’m proud of myself.

It’s funny: This was a smaller race, with only 112 participants (I was 108). I’ve found that the smaller the event, the more ‘elite’ the competitors. This same pace at the 12,000 participant Turkey Trot last week got me a much better finishing place.

It doesn’t matter though. Like I said, I was competing with myself.

And I won.

7 Responses to “One Weekend – Two Triumphs”

  1. Jessica Says:

    Bravo! You are amazing!

  2. Mary Says:

    You did a great job! Congrats!

  3. South Beach Steve Says:

    I knew you would do this! ;-) Great job! I am very envious of you – I have got to start this up sometime.

  4. Kat Says:

    Congratulations on an awesome, athletic weekend!

  5. bodybypizza Says:

    What an awesome week you've had! Congratulations on all of your kick-ass accomplishments. You are a TRUE athlete.

  6. Kat Says:

    Congratulations on an awesome, athletic weekend!

  7. bodybypizza Says:

    What an awesome week you've had! Congratulations on all of your kick-ass accomplishments. You are a TRUE athlete.