Time to let the secret out...I desperately wanted to break 20 minutes for this 5k. My PR stood at 20:23 for the past 9 years, and I've ran that time not once but TWICE. What are the odds? I may have tried to play it cool a few posts ago that this was just a mock tempo, but that was a lie. I was motivated, I was ready to unleash the running beast that has been brewing inside of me.
My goal for the day was to hit mile 1 at 6:15 and see how long I could hold it, and I was hoping that it would be the entire race. Well today was my lucky day.
Not 6:15 miles, but hell it's close enough for me!
A new 57 second PR 19:26
I love this picture because the gal in the white went out super fast and I slowly closed the gap right before the end. Sneak attack.
Today I realized that the reason I have never before broken 20 minutes for a 5k is because it is HARD...like REALLY HARD. Within the first two minutes of the race my legs were feelin the burn. The only thing that helped me maintain even splits was that I kept reminding myself that I deserve to break 20 minutes because I am an efficient runner and I work frickin hard 95% of the time. Or maybe it was the lovely lady before the race that gave me an amazing ego boost by complementing my arms, so thank you again you beautiful brunette if you are reading this. An encouraging comment from a women can sometimes be just enough to give you a warm and fuzzy feeling inside.
It hurt and was exhausting, but was a wonderful evening. I don't know why I have been avoiding the 5k all these years because it can be fun if you let it, and I just wasn't letting it be enjoyable in the past.
I signed up for this race because they advertised that each finisher got a cupcake. Lets just say the smile on my face does not show how disappointed I am that this cupcake was the smallest one I have EVER seen. What a tease.
I am not sure if I would do this race again next year. Yes it was fun and I loved the course, but there was an 8k that let up right before the 5k. Major traffic back up around mile 2 where I had to weave in and out of traffic and cut people off left and right which I am certain added a few extra seconds and distance. Some 8k runners were actually yelling at the 5k runners as they were passing them, it was tense. I'm just glad I'm slightly petite and can fit through snug spaces...and that teeny tiny cupcake ain't goin to do damage to any human body so for now I suppose I'll remain that way. Damn you teeny cupcake.