Saturday, March 24, 2012

First 10k : )

So if you're reading this blog, my guess is that you're just dying to know how my first 10k, or at least. Slightly curious. Well.. last night I started feeling very anxious about it. I hadn't had a "good" run all week, in fact I had only ran 3.5 miles all week long. As the night grew, my anxiety turned to dread. I didn't want to do the race. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to finish it, or that I would have to walk a good part of it. I went to sleep about ten, but woke up at 5:30 and couldn't get back to sleep. So after laying there for about an hour and half I finally decided to just get up and get ready.

My itunes hasn't been working on my computer, and I didn’t have much music to listen to on my ipod. I didn't want to chance the radio on the ipod, so I begged mom to let me borrow her iphone for the race. She agreed, and thankfully I had good music to run to. I got to the race about thirty minutes early. I was so anxious.

About ten minutes before the race started, it started to rain. The temperature was already colder than it had been all week, and I thought oh no, this isn't going to be good. We started with the 5k's and the ran was POURING on us. In a matter of minutes, my hair, shirt and shorts were soaked. It was at this point that I decided screw it, I'm just going to go with the 5k people. I have class next week, with two very important observations, one that I can not make up. I also have a test and a bunch of other stuff I have to turn in. I mean, what if I get sick because of all this rain? It wasn't worth getting pneumonia over a race, school is more important. This is everything I was telling myself as the rain was covering my body. As soon as it came time for us to turn and go a different route than the 5kers, the rain immediately stopped, and the sun started shining. I took that as my sign to keep on. I made it about 2 1/2 miles without needing to stop to walk. This is excellent for me. I kept on through the 10k route, keeping my normal pace ( which is pretty slow compared to most everyone else) and didn’t really stop to walk again until about mile 4.

At this point a lady who had been behind me caught up with me. We went the rest of the way together. Turns out, this was her first 10k also. She was such an encouragement, I know I would not have kept the pace I did at the end if it wasn't for her. She was wonderful. The last half mile of the race was hard. I was so exhausted, and my calves were killing me. They felt like they were on fire. But I made it. I came in at 1:15:22 ( maybe, not sure on the seconds, but I do know it was 1:15. Which, to many people I know it is slow. But I am fine with slow, right now. As long as I can see improvement in some way during each race, I am ok with that. Whether it be mileage, speed, or consistency, as long as there is some sort of improvement, I am ok. So there you have it. My first 10k!

1 comment:

  1. yeah! I'm so proud of you!! I really hope we can run together some day--before you get too fast for me! :)