On Thanksgiving I completed my FIRST 10k! Ahhh I can’t even believe it! In case you’re new to the blog, I had one goal for this race: to run the entire way (except the water station). I did it! I walked for exactly 1 minute at the mile 3 water station not because I needed to walk, but because I haven’t quite mastered the art of eating 2 shot bloks/drinking a cup of water while running. One day. But let’s start with Friday night…
*I apologize for the horrible quality of today’s photos. I was too lazy to lug my real camera around.
I picked my race bib up and then headed to my Uncle Greg’s house for family pizza night. Carbo-loading at it’s best! I had exactly 2 slices of pizza topped with pepperoni, sausage, mushrooms, and green peppers followed by exactly 1 slice of sweet potato pie. Lately I’ve been feeling like I restrict my calories too much before and after workouts so I made sure I was comfortably full before I finished. Luckily my Aunt cut down the sugar in her pie recipe so I didn’t feel guilty.
The race, which is organized by my other Uncle’s church, raises money for a primary school in Uganda. The small race packet included a long-sleeved cotton t-shirt and even though I wish it was a tech t-shirt, I really love it. I’m actually wearing it right now :)
After dinner, I headed home to get my race outfit together. The weather was supposed to be in the 40s and I was terrified that I would freeze so it took a while for me to figure out what to wear. When I was finished I couldn’t even believe how much stuff I needed for a little 6.2 mile race.
Just in case you can’t decipher that mess…
$68 – lululemon.com
$17 – target.com
$70 – sportsauthority.com
$12 – lululemon.com
$28 – target.com
$15 – target.com
$168 – amazon.com
To make a long story short, the race wasn’t my fastest nor strongest. This race was all about the mental aspect of this sport. When we started, I watched so many people pass me and I got more and more frustrated with each one. I’m not gonna lie…I felt fat and slow. But I put my headphones on and told myself to focus on running my own race. The first half of the race sucked. I couldn’t get my breathing under control, I knew I was in the back of the pack, and these 2 guys kept using me to pace themselves. If I got too close or passed them, they sped up. The fact that I kept an even pace through that is nothing short of a miracle.
Did you run a race on Thanksgiving? How did it go?