I got my results from last nights 5K! Out of 181 participants I was number 108. In my age division I was number 12 out of 22 females ages 20 to 29. Out of all females I was 52 out of 109. My official time was 31:26. The fastest time was 16:55 by a 35 year old male, his average pace was 5:27! My goal isn’t to become that fast, but I do hope to continue to be active and keep my health as a priority as I approach my 30s and beyond.
Today I ran my third 5K, but my first timed race. The first two were considered “fun runs” i.e. Color runs. While I had time those myself with my heart rate monitor and running app for my phone, I never felt the pressure to run a race and hit a specific time. I had goals for myself, but without a huge time clock at the end I didn’t feel this sense of push like I did tonight.
My goal was to run 3.1 in 31 minutes or less. My mile has been averaging 9:30 so I thought this was a pretty solid goal. Well, I ran 3.27 in less than 32 minutes (I’m waiting on my official time to be posted). My first mile was 8:53, and I blame this on lack of resistance as well as wanting to get away from the pack. I love pushing my boundaries and running that hard didn’t hurt, but when I checked my HRM I was sitting at 187 bpm. It happens all the time, but I was like holy crap, I should slow down. Slowing down is an issue for me, when I try to adjust my pace I really screw it up in either direction, too slow or too fast. Head phones in my ears I was waiting for the coaching alarm to say my mile and pace… When her little voice said “1 mile pace 8 minutes and 53 seconds,” I was like no wonder I feel like I’m going so fast; it’s because I am!
During miles 2 and 3 I had asthma attacks. Now, I don’t have an inhaler because only ridiculous things set it off and it was a fun medical condition added from my weight gain. I ran passed a woman with the strongest perfume and while I had been controlling my breathing, one inhale of that and I was gasping for breath trying to my throw up. It was the worst feeling ever. I actually stopped running and put my hands in the air to open my lungs.
After a minute I got back on my merry way.
The second attack happened when I passed a man wearing cologne. I am so proud for choking back my quest bar.
After the coaching voice went off that 3 miles were complete, I took everything in me and pushed as hard as I could to finish. My lungs wanted fresh air and my body wanted to lay down. The best way to finish faster is to go faster. I ran the last stretch with a pace of 8:27. When I was done I laid on the ground and gulped down a bottle of water.
I hadn’t trained for this race like I usually do since I have been working on my lifting and hitting new weight PRs, but I’m pretty pleased with how I did. Now that I know the route I can practice for next year and hopefully get faster. I have another 5K in October. It’s the Color Run, so it’s another fun run, but I’m still very excited about it. My bib collection is coming along nicely. So is my racing shirt collection 🙂
Below are some pictures I took tonight of race things!
And here’s a little throwback Thursday to my first race!
I hope everyone else had a great Thursday! I’m gearing up for before work HIIT by heading to bed early!
Today was my second 5K run and I was so ready. Run or Dye here I come! Clothes laid out last night, bag packed, fun t-shirts made and drying. So ready. Here are some pictures from last night/ this morning.
I used Jerri Elle’s hash tag on the back of my shirt and I couldn’t believe how many people came up to me during the run to tell me they liked my shirt. It was unexpected, but made me feel really good as I was running.
Running memes are completely necessary the morning of a run. Slightly serious and always funny, I feel like I’m going to crush it just by putting on my shoes.
Waiting in line for the race to start. Now let me explain the shirt. I thought people would get it, but clearly I was wrong. It’s supposed to be like “Run, Forrest, Run”. Kristy, however, was confused and goes “I didn’t get it. I kept thinking Run Evergreen, Run Christmas tree.” Once I explained it, it made sense. So much for trying to be creative.
Me and Kristy pre-race. I made her shirt say “Will run for wine.” I’m brilliant sometimes.
More pre-race photos. There were 3,500 people running today. Not as many as the last one I did, but still a good number for the location of the race.
Me and Kristy running by our offices. Our co-worker, Diane, came out to watch us run and she snapped some photos are we ran by! It was great having her support us!
Post-race. Hey look at them shoulders forming. #progress #makinggains
Me and Kristy post-race. I wish I had more color on me, but the color stations weren’t well manned. I think they had fewer volunteers than they wanted/needed.
Last post-race photo!
Here’s the route of the race… I will say this race was very unorganized. Worcester didn’t even block off streets for runners. Do you know how scary it is sharing the road with a truck that won’t move over in the lane designated for them? There weren’t enough cops guiding traffic or keeping us safe. At the beginning of the race, about a half mile in, we were stopped by a cop so he could let traffic threw. If you’re going to commit to hosting a race, then fully commit. 3,500 extra people in the city spending their money and time is probably worth it. Regardless, we ran farther than a 5K, so I’m super proud of Kristy and I for running a 15:24 mile pace with her back injury. I’m running at a 9:45 mile pace, but this was a fun run and after talking about what pace we would keep, we decided to stick together.
Today was a super busy day in Worcester. Not only was the Run or Dye 5K going on at Institute Park, The Food Truck Festival was going from 11 to 4 pm today a few blocks away. I went home and striped in the kitchen- the only place without carpet in my apartment, showered and scrubbed. Thankfully, almost all of the color came off my body and out of my hair. I did get pink powder up my nose, so I will not be using my nose spray today. Bring on the pink boogies! After I cleaned up and threw back some post-run protein, I packed up my lunch and headed to the Food Truck Festival.
Now, I know the point of the festival is to pig out on all sorts of goodies, but I’m clean eating and with 133 days until competition with a lot to lose, I’m not trying to cheat. My curiosity did get me hooked and that’s why I went. I stayed for about an hour and a half, mind you it’s probably about a third of a mile stretch, but I walked up and down a lot. I also took a bunch of pictures and tried to have some fun while not binging on the surrounding goodies.
Here are some of my favorite trucks.
The Cookie Monstah truck look freakin’ awesome, and it made me realize that I need to find an alternative for cookie dough if I’m going to expect to last another 133 days. It was also giving me ideas for my cheat meal post competition.
I grew up eating hot dogs and burgers, what kid doesn’t. But I grew up putting practically everything on them. Sauerkraut, relish, mustard, ketchup, onions, hell even mushrooms and peppers if it was kabasi. This truck had every kind of hot dog topping combination possible. It smelled awesome walking by.
There’s calamari, haddock sandwich, lobster roll… this list keeps going. Seafood goodness is in this truck. I may need to trip down to Wellesley to enjoy the restaurant.
While I was walking around, I saw this woman, probably about my age with the most insane tattoo. I introduced myself and asked if I could take a picture because the tattoo was seriously the most awesome thing I had ever seen. She laughed and said I could and that most peope don’t ask they just do it. She said she went to Brooklyn over Easter and it took 9 hours in the chair to finish it.
Since I wasn’t indulging in the food, I tried to find myself some fun and free stuff. Hood Cream had free coffee and ice coffee.I haven’t had coffee in over 2 weeks, but these were tiny 4 ounce cups and one cup wouldn’t kill me. Ok, I may have had two 4 ounce cups, with one cream each. While I was standing around I noticed they had a few things at their table: a free photo booth and a spin the wheel to get a prize.
After spinning the wheel, I landed on a measuring spoon. Silly I know, but I don’t think you can ever have enough kitchen gadgets. I will say I was hopeful for the oven mitt, hhaha. What does that say about me? I can’t wait to use my little measuring spoon.
All in all, today was pretty awesome. I caught a bunch of sun too. I can’t wait to be able to enjoy the greasy goodness next year, but my $5 for walking around was well spent. This qualifies for Day 48 of 100 Happy Days.
What kind of Saturday have you been having?