Surprise!! I ran a race…finally. I decided there was really no better way to commemorate the fact that I was now 6 weeks post-partum and able to run, than by registering for a 5K to determine just how grossly out of shape I had become.
The week prior, I also decided to take my legs for 2 jogs just to make sure I could coordinate my body to run. Believe me, those two outings allowed me to come to the conclusion: it felt so weird. My body felt like it had forgotten how to put one leg in front of the other, my jelly belly was bouncing around, and I cursed the fact that I probably need to use 2 sports bras combined to contain the girls. No more wearing C9 Sports bras that’s for sure!
Mike and SBJ both came to watch Mommy attempt to run 3.1 miles. And my attempt went much better than I could have expected.
This is the second time I have run the Melon Festival 5k, so I was relatively familiar with the course and had pre-determined it’s flat nature was perfect for a girl that still is running about with joint laxity effecting the netherregions. We got to the race at 8:30 for the 9:00 start. My warm-up consisted of jogging to pick up my race packet and no more. I totally rock at preparing myself.
I lined up for the start, throwing myself in the middle of the crowd as I literally had no expectations and simply wanted to finish. The gun went off and off I went! I tried to keep my pace in a “comfortable zone” and didn’t want to feel like I was racing. My heart rate definitely started to creep up there, especially as we hit the first mile around Mile 1.
Mile 1 clocked in at 7:48.
The second mile is typically where I lose it. Both when I’m in shape and not in shape. The latter being the case here. I tried to simply keep things moving.
Mile 2 clocked in at 7:48.
The third mile I began to feel it. Feel the fact that it was super humid out. Feel the fact that I have not really run hard this distance in like 4 months Feel the fact that I have not run these paces since last November. Gosh dang.
Mile 3 clocked in at 7:43.
Last 0.1 I “kind of” pushed it, but not really. When I saw the clock and realized I could finish under 24 minutes, that became my goal. And I did.
Final Finish Time–23:56
I could not be happier with how my first race back went. Maybe lugging around a giant baby in my stomach did help me maintain some fitness. Also, somehow I maintained pace throughout an entire race. I couldn’t even do that pre-baby if I tried. We left quickly after the race because SBJ was indicating he’d be awakening soon and would probably want to attach himself to me in the near future. What we missed out on was that I (icing on the cake) had managed to place 2nd in my Age Group! Not too bad for my post-baby debut. Definitely could be a fluke, but I’m looking forward to seeing how my running progresses over the next few weeks. It will be a while before my mileage gets back up there, because I definitely was sore the next day after this race!
Speaking of SBJ, here’s how my little buddy has been lately. I know parents always say this, but he is getting so big and changes every week! Also, I have become one of those proud parents that likes to share as many pictures as possible. Sorry not sorry.