Didn’t have any expectations for the Dash 4 Dads 5k. Last three weeks I have been taper, injury, taper, sickness, allergies. The last week is the first week in almost a month I’ve been able to fully train and I’ve been living it up. An 8 miler Sat, sprints Mon, 10 miles Wed, and biking and swimming and weights and yoga so today, I was soooooooore. No taper for this gal.
Didn’t have the greatest race. Goal was in the 26s (because I know I can do it). However, see above. Plus two MAD hills and needing some mental work on short distances… I had no hopes.
I finished around 29 minutes. My worst 5k ever. It was long (3.25 miles) and as above, stupid hills, and I still really need to work on my mental game. I had a stellar first mile (8:20-ish miles), but slipped into 9:20’s for the last 2. I didn’t even sprint to the finish, which sucks. I had given up, especially when I saw the time.
Apparently I knew things would be awesome with my blue steel look there. Glad past Quix has foresight…
I wasn’t as bummed at the Gladiator Games, I realize that I’m not training for it, and I felt ok but was thinking about how to improve. My goal was to go out fast and try to hold on, and around 1.5 miles, I failed at that. I need to figure it out. I felt pukey after the first mile but… who doesn’t racing a 5k really hard… but I still couldn’t do it. The second mile is usually my worst but I usually rally for the third. I tried but the third included an epic hill. I even walked two steps and then told myself NO.
I finished, we hung out and waited for everyone to finish, and then left. I kept trying to google for results and couldn’t find it.
An hour later I got an email with the title “1st place”. Apparently, I WON MY AGE GROUP. Holy crap! I’ve never place in a running race, let alone first. Holy shit! Sadly I didn’t stay for awards, because that would be fun. I’m not saying I’m fat, all 175 lbs of me, but I am not generally the person that you’d expect to be on the podium, let alone be on the top. So, freaking-a. I am jazzed.
Zliten ran also, and he is now has just started training for the 3M half marathon (hope he doesn’t mind me sharing this). His tempo pace is 11:15 (finish was about 35 and some change). He ran the 5k at almost exactly 11:15 – a great run for him. His goal was 32-33, but that was minus the stupid hills. Someone came to a STOP right in front of him on the last mad hill and killed his mojo but he finished str0ng (his sprint t0 the finish was quicker than mine, he, unlike me, didn’t give up).
Morale of the story: never, never, never give up. And run the hills.
Quix out. More next week.