I mentioned my second 5k a few times in the last couple weeks, and I wanted to share how it went with you.
You may remember I was pretty anxious about this run. The fact is, I'd quickly gotten out of shape running-wise. I'd been sick for a couple weeks with a nasty cough and had taken a break from running. And, since the semester started, I've been lucky if I've been able to run once a week (though when I was well enough I was doing Zumba and other work outs). My most recent run before the race had gotten cut short because of a lightning sighting.
So I was nervous about that. I hadn't run in so long, I wasn't even sure what kind of stamina I still had or if it was all gone.
A second factor making me anxious was the difficulty of the course. It was held at Rim Rock Farm, where the KU Cross Country team runs. From their website:
"Any runner or spectator will say that the course is quite challenging and unusual. In addition to having two covered bridges as part of the course, Rim Rock Farm also features specific hills, turns and other landmarks that are named after former Jayhawk greats."
I knew it would be hilly and my first race had been practically flat. So I was counting on the hills adding to my time anyway, even if I'd been in great shape.
Finally, I was running with Pat. If you guys haven't seen Pat, let me remind you what he looks like:
So I was anxious because we were running together and I wanted to be better than him because I'd trained and I didn't want to slow him down if he was better.
Race day arrived. It was not warm -- about 37 degrees when I left the house, I think. I layered up and headed out to meet Pat, who was volunteering at registration.
I was right, the course was hard. There were steep hills down, which was nice, but every time I knew I'd have to give it back eventually. But it was also gorgeous. Lots of pretty fall leaves, two covered bridges. If I had been walking instead of running, I would have taken tons of pictures.
Pat and I decided to try to stick together before the race started. I was also right about his speed -- I did slow him down. I had to walk a few steps a couple of times throughout the course -- mostly on or after the giant hills.
In the end, I had enough energy to push the last hundred meters or so, which I like to do because it makes me feel like I end on a success, even when my run was really hard. I finished with a time of 36:14.6, two and a half minutes slower than my first 5k.
|Us in the car after the race|
Even with pushing at the finish, I felt pretty lousy about the run. I was embarrassed that I'd done so poorly, that I'd been breathing so hard, that Pat had had such an easy time of it. I'm still a little embarrassed and disappointed. I keep trying to convince Pat that he should run another race and run his race, not mine, but he doesn't seem to have any interest.
I'm not sure why I'm sharing this with you guys. I am not fishing for compliments, and I know that running a 5k is a cool thing and that it's more than a lot of people can do and more than I could do this time last year.
I think I try to be honest on my blog, and I've written a lot about running, so I felt like this is a part of the story. I also wanted to put it out there, I guess, for anyone else who is feeling down about their runs. I know there's a lot of runners in my blog world, so I guess this is a you're-not-alone type of deal?
It's also a self-serving post. I want to keep running. I want to do better. And next year, I want to go back to the Dr. Bob run and beat my time and be able to look at this post and see I've come a long ways.
For any other runners out there, this post did help me to feel a little better.
If you've read this far, thanks for reading. :) Happy Wednesday, loves!