Longest Run - This was my long run for the last 6 weeks. It was so nice to run a race, talk to FRB and other running buddies. What a great day to suffer in a 5k.
PreRace: Was not sure until game time whether to run or not. Ran a little with Sylvie, no major issues. Potty stop: We talked to Fast Running Mommy, Sarah and two of her children. Sarah is so sweet, always great to chat.
Zoom, Zoom, Zoom: Colleen, Harry and John, ZoomZoomZoom: It wore me out watching them warm up, zoom zoom. John won our division, Colleen and Harry both won their divisions. Zoom Zoom.. Said hello to Demetrio and Tom. Zoom Zoom (Love warming up, did not dare today) .
Race Start: Maybe 350 to 400 in the race? I lined up in no man's land, runners at the front half were ready to rock, about 100 runners in the back looked like they were not sure where they were at. Likely lined up too far back (not sure where I was at). The gun went off, all the FRB chickas were ahead of me. After about the 1/4 mile trying to weave around runners, went off the road to the right and passed Jody, Paula and Kim. My sights were then on Sylvie. I caught Sylvie at about 3/4 mile and she stopped to catch her breath almost right as I caught her.
Mile 1- Still not sure where I was at, slow 7:45 split, could I keep ahead of the chickas?
Mile 1.5 or so, realized where I was at, darn, was starting to suffer like a marathon, what the heck, not running only a few miles for two months had taken its toll. Bike all you want, nothing matches running. The suffering felt great, it was nice to be in the pain zone. The pain suddently got worse, Jody and Paula went flying by, I had been double chicked. Jody must be a sandbagger, she was losing tons of sand out of her shorts as she went by. I think she did some secret running in India. (They were both nice, your looking good). Soon after, Kim, the happiest person on the blog (anyway for today, for sure as golden ticket winner) went cruising by. Darn, chicked again.
Mile 2 - A group of 6 runners had caught me. I hate anyone passing me the last mile. I fought up the hill and made some ground up on chicka 3, kim, we crested the hill and she got some wind back and started cruising again.
Mile 3- Kicked it in at a blazing last 50 yards to pass two runners.
Mile 3.1 - Three top looking chickas, the same three the chicked me said great job, and one chicka I am not sure who she was until Sylvie told me. It is kind of funny not remembering someone who seems to know you so well.
Race Summary - I have a ton of work to get ready for St.George. I am going to attempt to run every other day a few miles and build up very slowly. I was very happy to be part of the race game, talk to running buddies. It was nice to meet Kim's brother and son. Also, talked to Michael and Falcon.
Post Race Stuff: Harry must have checked the results ten times. His time was 8 seconds slower than his watch. He kept going back and forth like the time was written with magic ink and would change. It was kind of cute and funny to see a 71 year old running, like a little kid. That is the beauty of running, we are all kids on race day. Koooool.
Stay Kool, B of BS Rools out
P.S. went home and biked 19 miles.
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