Another Monday and another marvelous race recap!
On Saturday I ran the Fox Point Sunset 5 Mile Road Race. It was my third ever 5 mile race and first evening race. Nothing has changed – I still dislike the distance but I still sign up. When will I learn?
It was so bizarre Saturday morning to not go for a run. It was even more bizarre trying to remember I had a race to go to at 5 p.m. I got caught up in the activities of the day and before I knew it was 3:45. Bib pick up was till 4:30 so we had to shake a leg to get myself and everyone ready. Thankfully, the race is only a short drive from us and parking was easy.
I initially went into the race thinking I’d try for a PR. Back in April, I achieved my current PR 39:03. After plugging the numbers into the McMillan Calculator, I found that I’d have to run at least a 7:47 pace. After last weekends hilly 10 miler, my legs were sore for most of the week. I took it easy for the week hoping that my legs would feel fresh for the race. It seemed doable so I was going to go for it even though I haven’t been doing any speed work lately (except hill repeats).
The race started up a gradual hill. I was in the middle of the pack and got stuck behind multiple walkers and the bottle neck for the first 1/4 mile or so. For the first 2 miles I was feeling great. Legs felt light, foot/ankle felt comfortable, breathing felt good (my cold is still hanging on).
Mile 1 – 7:46
Mile 2 – 7:41
It was during around mile 2.5, I started to get the burning throat feeling (from my congestion/cold) and felt like I was slowing down. I had just climbed the first hill which really wasn’t too bad. However, the negative thoughts soon started to come up.
You’re slowing down. No way for a PR now!
I quieted the voices a little by telling myself – Suck it up Butter Cup! Only 2.5 miles to go!
Mile 3 – 7:59
The pep talk didn’t help for too long. I could feel myself slow down no matter how much I willed my legs to pick up the pace. I started to get distracted by the scenery and the spectators who were sitting at the end of their driveways celebrating Happy Hour.
Dang that wine looked good!
Mile 4 – 8:17
No more spectators drinking wine but a couple of gradual hills including the one to the finish got me to go a little faster for the final mile.
Mile 5 – 8:10
As I crossed the finish line, I felt slightly disappointed. It would have been a great confidence booster to have a PR going into the thick of training for my November half marathon. But then I realized that given the circumstances of the past few months (foot/ankle injury, significant time off from running, no speed work) that I did pretty well. At least I nailed the first two miles. Not every race can be a PR. What the race showed me is that I need to work on the middle miles and better pacing (as always).
Post race, the organizers put out a huge BBQ. I was very surprised with how much food they had. I’ve never seen such a post-race spread. Quite marvelous in fact! I found Ron and the kids happily chomping on their food. Of course, as soon as the kids saw me, they stole my water. Sigh. Just another day as a mother runner.
Have you ever run a 5 mile race? Did you like it?