And for the most part, every year I am pleased with my race.
Except, this year, not as much. It didn't suck. I mean, it was a 5K, so it sucked in the way a 5K sucks to someone who prefers distances more than 6 miles. Here's the run down of the run.
I set a few goals:
- Race a 26:21 or better.
- Finish strong on the uphill by Dillards (the first half of the race is down, the second half of the race is back up. It's not steep, just long).
- Don't go out too fast.
SO, the goals were set, I met up with Carla. Life was good. The race started and I looked at my watch, a 7:22... NOPE, the goal is to not start too fast. So I choked back on my speed.
And UNDER ran the first mile by 9ish seconds. Uh. Oh. THIS is a 5K. It's going to be hard to make up 10 seconds Running. Up. Hill. But I was going to do it. (mile 1 8:29).
I caught up some of my lost seconds (3 to be specific) in mile 2. (mile 2 8:22)
Then, I made a rookie mistake of not checking my watch on the longish up hill, which means when I did look at my watch at mile 3, I knew I was screwed. I lost a lot of time. A LOT. (mile 3 8:47) I had hoped for an 8:20, an 8:25 (b/c of the hill at mile 1.8), an 8:30 (b/c of the hill on mile 2.5 - 3). I feel that I ran hard, but I know I could have squeaked a little more out of that hill if I'd pushed a little harder.
SPRINT a 6:50 pace with a "best pace of 5:08". I'd like to THANK CARLA for the 5:08, because I know it was when we were racing at the end.
Finish time. 26:31. Exactly what I raced this same 5K in last year. To the second.
(and to be fair, Carla out-sprinted me by 1 second there at the end. You GO girl).