I felt like my training leading up to the race was decent and enough to get a new 5k PR. My last race was about one month ago and I ran just six seconds off my PR - and this was the 2nd of back-to-back races! So my thinking was this time should be a piece of cake.
Unfortunately, it just wasn't meant to be. This week served as a perfect example for how you can put in the work yet find your efforts thwarted by unforeseen circumstances. I fell on Monday, got bit by a dog on Tuesday and was sick by Wednesday. I clung to the hope things would improve by Sunday and for a few days it seemed like it would be okay. But by Saturday evening, I knew the best I could hope for was to finish the race.
Race day weather included single-digit temps and a headwind. My plan to wear shorts went out the window. Tights and a jacket it was, and yuck - I really can't stand wearing running tights!
I stayed inside until the last possible minute, which of course meant I had to line up further back than I would have liked. The start was so congested that I had to walk leading up to the start line and could only jog after crossing. Luckily it became more spaced out within the first half mile.
Ha, I look like I'm flying!
Honestly, I felt pretty awful during these miles - the cold air and wind really took their toll and I was coughing away. The only thing that kept me going was focusing on runners in front of me and working on picking them off one by one. Just before the last turn to the finish line, I passed one more woman and at that point knew it was time to kick. Not my best finishing sprint but I was so thankful the race was over!
This pic accurately sums up how I felt during this race: Miserable!
I somehow managed to win another medal.
Definitely not my best race - but given the events leading up to the race and having to run while being so sick, I was happy I made it through the race. It wasn't my day, but it makes me more determined than ever to PR before the end of the year.
However, it may not happen til the very end of the year. After the race, I ended up even more sick and am having a hard time believing I'll be able to race well tomorrow at the Talmer Turkey Trot. I'll do my best, but am also being realistic. The next opportunity to PR may not be until Run Into the New Year.
Still, I am thankful for every opportunity I have to run. There is no greater sport and I feel so fortunate I'm able to do what I love.
Tell me: What are you thankful for?
I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving!