Ok, so I’ve pretty much fallen off the wagon with this blog. And being prompt. And being accountable.
Basically, I’ve been too busy. Being a wife. Being a mom. Being a PT. Being a daughter. Being a sister. Enjoying my summer. That’s probably the most logical reason, really, that I’ve been absent. Last summer I was enormously pregnant, waddling around town, sweating through my full panel capris and praying that I wouldn’t set the world record for the longest pregnancy per Guinness. This summer, I’ve been able to enjoy the weather, living life by the lake, seeing my family, working on our house, watching our little baby turn into a little boy, and keeping to my running. I’ve just been less vocal about it and far less invested in racing.
I actually ran a race back in July and didn’t post a blog about it. I ran a decent time actually, a 21:25, and finished 3rd overall (even though I’m pretty sure 2nd female fudged her results somehow unless invisible women are a real thing). By the time I realized my delinquent blogging, it was far too late to even type a little blurb. Or at least a blurb that anyone besides posterity would care about.
The Women’s Distance Festival 5k was back on August 1. (Only 10 days late on this one–go me!) It was a spur of a moment decision to sign up, as I registered race day. This is becoming a habit lately, and a terrible one at that. I usually wind up with no race shirt and 99 problems. The race was held at Fallen Timbers Mall and was a course that wound its way around the perimeter of the mall. Flatness for the win!
When we lined up, I realized the field (as it was a women’s only race) was relatively small. I’ve been slacking big time on my speed work, tempo work, or running any paces remotely faster than an 8:00/mile lately, so I just ran.
As fast as my pasty white legs (that’s for you Lydia–good seeing you at this race!) would take me. By mile marker 1, I was running with a young girl who looked like she probably was a cross country runner. I figured, I’d just hang with her, because it was hot and I didn’t quite know how much I wanted to push right away.
Unfortunately, she began to slow down, which I didn’t realize for a good 3/4 of a mile. 5K fail! I eventually pushed past her, but my very realistic goal of breaking into the 20’s was dashed by this misstep. I stayed right behind the bike pacer, wound my way through the rest of the course, and finished in 21:16. A PR by only 4 seconds, but a PR nonetheless.
I feel like if I can catch a day with less humidity and less heat, I’ve got it. In the meantime, I’ll continue to be a sweat factory of swamp ass and keep slicing those precious seconds off my time. I’ve got goals by golly, and I’m going to achieve them!
Onto your regularly scheduled programming…rant over.