Happy Monday folks!
Can you believe we’re pretty much halfway through November? I can’t. But, I’m stoked that Thanksgiving is only a short 2 weeks away. 🙂 I can’t think of anything better than a holiday that includes a race, time with family, and LOTS of pie. Seriously, Thanksgiving is the holiday of all holidays for runners!
But I’m getting ahead of myself. This past weekend, I ran the first 5k of 3 that I recently signed up for, the Boston River Run 5k. This was a small race held at Artesani Park along the Charles River in Boston. This was also my first race (and sustained effort) since Baystate. Chatting with my mom on Friday, we spontaneously decided to turn it into a girls weekend, even though she couldn’t run (injuries suck). We had a low-key night on Saturday, which was perfect since I was pretty exhausted from working an event Saturday morning.
On Sunday, we Ubered over to the park with plenty of time for me to grab my bib and fit in a decent warm-up. It was sunny and in the low 50’s, pretty much a beautiful fall day. I jogged an easy mile and then did some stretching and drills followed by a few strides. In the past, I’ve been very loosey-goosey with my warm-ups, but I’m making an effort to try to include them now because they do make a huge difference.
We listened to the National Anthem and then lined up. My mom got into place to play race photographer. 🙂 It was a bit of a narrow bike path that we were running on, so I tried to put myself towards the front of the corral so that I wouldn’t have to weave around people like crazy. Right at 9 am, we were off!
I must have been pretty excited that first mile because I really took off. Probably a little too fast. But, the 5k is kind of supposed to be all out, so I’m still struggling with figuring out how one is supposed to pace it. Anyway, I took off like a bat out of hell and was running hard with some very fast ladies at the front of the pack. I looked down at my watch and saw that my pace was in the 6:40 range. Eek. This was going to hurt. I hit the first mile in 6:57. As far as I know, this is the fastest mile I have ever run. Pretty exciting stuff, but running another 2 miles after that was really freaking hard.
After the first mile, it finally registered in my brain that I still had another 2.1 miles to go and that I was going to need to slow down a bit. There was a slight incline as we crossed a bridge to the other side of the river which also slowed me down a bit. I tried to concentrate on my breathing, but that was slightly alarming because I sounded like I was dying (I have mild exercise-induced asthma and it’s worse in the cold air). So I just tried to focus on the couple of runners ahead of me, trying to keep pace with them. Second mile – 7:31. I slowed down by more than 30 seconds, but this still felt tough!
Once I was past Mile 2, it all became about survival. I only had a mile to go, so I just had to hold steady and try not to fall apart anymore than I already was. We passed a water station and I was tempted to grab a cup but I knew it would probably add seconds onto my time (not really an issue in a marathon, but in a 5k, those seconds matter!).
After what felt like an eternity, we were finally looping back into the park where the spectators were waiting. My watch beeped for Mile 3 – 7:33. Score! I had managed to hold the pace for another mile. I sprinted across the finish, stride for stride with an older gentleman who had caught up to me during the third mile. Final time: 22:57, which comes to an average pace of 7:19 per mile.
Overall, I’m happy with this effort. This does make me realize though that what I consider my 5k PR (the 22:29) was 100% because the course was short. My average pace for that race was 7:24/mile. Slower than what I ran on Sunday, but roughly 30 seconds faster in overall time, which doesn’t make sense. So if that course had been the correct 3.1 miles, I would have finished in 22:56, pretty much equivalent to what I ran today.
So this puts me in a bit of a conundrum. I guess if I’m being realistic, I should call today’s 22:57 my PR. Either that, or I just have to go out and run another 5k (on an accurate course) and beat 22:29. I’ll have another shot in a few weeks on Thanksgiving so we will see what happens then! 🙂
Are you running a turkey trot? Have you run a short course before? Favorite type of pie on Thanksgiving? I’m a big fan of pecan pie myself. 🙂