The End of My Streak [Race Recap}

Four years. For four years straight, I set a new personal record at every single race I did. Regardless of distance, I was on a roll. Sometimes they were small, sometimes they were big, but they were always a PR. Last night, that ended and I’m not going to lie, it stings a little bit. It’s not nearly as fun to write about but as I share my triumphs, I should also share my disappointments.

Last night was the annual Maple Grove Esprit de She. You might remember last year the course was significantly short. Well this year, they got rid of the 10k option and changed the course which was actually the right distance, if not ever so slightly long. While I loath 5ks, I’m not one to pass up a race minutes from my house that always ends with booze and great company from my amazing running group friends.

Just after 5 pm I drove over to the Town Green where the race was starting. Unlike in previous years, the course was not a loop. We were now finishing at the newly completed Central Park. We hung around for a while sweating before taking our group picture. Unfortunately, thanks to bag drop being at the finish line, we were missing more than a couple members.

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After the picture I tried to stay in the shade as long as I could. I was dehydrated and it was HOT and HUMID (it was nearly 80 degrees still). Blah. You’d think I’d be use to it by now, but no. Does anyone get use to humidity? I was silently cursing them for moving the race from late September to early August. Anyway, I made my way to the front of the corrals with some friends and sweated it out for 10ish minutes until the race started.

I crossed the starting line quickly, going out a bit fast as I chased after a ton of high school girls that were ahead of me. I knew it was going to bite me in the ass. I finished the first mile in 6:50. Bad decision. After that first mile I was looking for the water stop. It was about 1.5ish miles in. I stopped, drank one cup, poured one over my head and continued on. The second mile was 7:13. Already positive splitting.

Once I hit 2.5 miles, I’m pretty sure I stopped sweating. I don’t think I had enough fluid in my body to keep it going. I was overheating bad. I posed for a picture.

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When I thought I’d safely passed the photographer, this is what I was feeling.

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I was done. I just wanted it to be over. I looked at my watch and new that my chance to PR was gone. My third mile was 7:39…ouch. That is a HUGE positive split. The finish line was setup really poorly. We had two tight turns to make a U and had to run on uneven patchy grass.

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I tripped a little bit, but was just so damn happy to be done, I didn’t care. I honestly was so hot I thought I was going to vomit.

Official time: 22:41      Avg. Pace: 7:19 min/mile

I was 22nd overall of 1430 runners and 5th in my age group of 501.

I missed beating my 5k PR by 26 seconds.I was really bummed. I hadn’t really expected it. Yes it was hot and yes I was dehydrated and sore from Orangetheory the previous night, but I’ve gotten so much faster since November. I was kicking myself for the walk break I took to drink the water I needed so badly. Honestly, if I hadn’t walked then, my streak would probably be in tact.

It had to end sometime right? I’m trying not to be too hard on myself, it’s not like I totally crashed and burned, and no one PRs every single race forever. I’m trying to tell myself that one race that broke my streak, doesn’t mean I’ll never PR again. It’s silly to think that right?

After the race I got some free food (which by the way, has gotten worse every year) and even better, free booze while I hung out with the girls.

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Not a total failure of an evening. It evened cooled off nicely after the race. Maybe next year, if it’s in August again, they can start it an hour later.

 

Bolt for the Heart 5k {2015 Race Recap}

One of my favorite Thanksgiving traditions since becoming a runner, is doing a Thanksgiving morning race. Regardless of where we spend the holiday, we make sure we run. This year we spent the holiday in Indiana. My mom was on top of signing up everyone who would participate, long before Thanksgiving.

We lucked out this year because the weather was beautiful. The sun was shining and I was comfortable in capris, a tank and a long sleeved shirt. Quick group picture before the start:

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The night before I told Josh that I thought I’d try to start with him and just back off when I needed to. With my recent 10k time I was going to try for an average of 7:15 min/miles. He assured me he’d be running 7-7:15s. About that…

We bolted across the starting line. We weren’t even half a mile in when I told Josh to run ahead. When I crossed the first mile mark, I was shocked to see I had run a 6:55 first mile and Josh was no where in sight. There was no way I could sustain that pace, so I started pulling back.

The biggest hill, the only real hill, was on the way to the second mile. It felt big to me but I kept going, opting to not take the available water. I got through that second mile in 7:13. I was longing for that third mile and to take off my long-sleeved shirt. I was hot! The best I could do was manage to get one arm out.

Shorter distance races just kill me. I’m so horrible at pacing them. Having run the course before, I knew that I had to run all the way down the path to the street, make a hard right, then another hard right to get to the third mile mark. I hit it substantially slower that my previous two miles, at 7:31. It was a straight shot to the finish line. I picked it up as much as my body would allow to cross the finish line to a waiting Josh.

He tried to give me water, but I honestly felt like I was going to puke. After a few minutes, I felt better and was happy to see I set a new personal records by almost a minute and a half.

Official Time: 22:16         Average Pace: 7:13 min/mile

That time was good enough for second place in my age group. Josh also got second place in his age group with a blazing time of 19:xx. Once the rest of our group was ready to go, they headed home. I decided I wanted to enjoy the beautiful weather. I ran the 6.5 miles back to my mom’s house. I even managed negative splits.

Nothing like working up a sweat to get ready for the biggest meal of the year!

Eerie Erie 5k

I have my first post baby race under my belt and it feels good.

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Note my pathetic attempt at a last minute costume…bobby socker.

This morning the four of us went a few miles down the road to Erie for a 5k. Our friends Ryan and Claire were partaking and I thought it a perfect first race. After looking at the results in my age group from last year I even thought there was a slim possibility I may be able to place in the top three for my age group. I wasn’t holding my breath for that one, but it was great motivation.

I picked up my bib and met Josh with the kids.

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Anderson needed a quick fix before I lined up at the starting line. It was a pretty small race, I believe less than 300 people for the 5k. I lined up fairly close to the starting line and was ready to run. Of course I started out a bit faster than I planned. I was just so excited to be doing a race!

First mile flew by at a 7:49 pace…ouch. I knew that was not sustainable for my fitness level right now. Last year at this time, definitely, but not right now. I checked in with my body and continued to push as much as I could without burning out completely before I got to the finish line.

Mile two came and went with an 8:12 pace. I notice that some of the people that passed me in the first mile, I was passing in the second which was kind of nice.

Just before I hit the third mile, I started to bonk. I really really wanted to walk, but I could see the finish area. I almost walked but decided to push through. I had slowed down a lot, 8:25, but was still surprised at my pace. I was neck and neck with one girl who just barely beat me to the shoot. I should have pushed her out of the way like I wanted to. Poor thing threw up in the shoot. Pretty gross.

My time: 26:02   Distance: 3.19 miles   Avg. Pace: 8:10 min/mile

Official time: 26:02   Distance: 3.1 miles   Avg. Pace: 8:22 min/mile

A new personal record for me just 11 weeks after having Anderson. I’m really proud of myself!

Ella and I did the Goblin Run before we went inside to hear the age group results.

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I was super bummed when I found out that girl in front of me was barely in my age group and that one second was the difference between 3rd and 4th place in the 20-29 division. I still came in fourth place in my age group and 60th overall.

I better get going on that speed work because when I move to the 30 somethings division, I have some speedy women to keep up with!