On Saturday Pat and I ran our first 5k since beginning our training. Our friends David and Kristin had a Heart Walk team in memory of their daughter Lael.
Unfortunately I made the mistake of biking pretty hard on Friday night. My legs were very sore Saturday morning and I had decided to just do the walk instead of the run. But as soon as Pat got registered and received his bib and chip I was too excited to let this embarassement opportunity pass me by.
Before the big race:
Kristin and me (and David)…
There we go. A nice picture of me and Kristin…
The whole group. A little blinded by the light…
I was a little nervous before the race because I knew I hadn’t run 3.1 miles yet in our training. My mom encouraged me that the adrenalin of the race and all the runners would help me keep going. Unfortunately when you run as slow as I do that adrenalin only lasts about the first mile and then there’s usually no one in sight.
I did actually pass 3 people (after everyone, yes everyone passed me) right in the beginning. For about two miles of the race there were two people ahead of me and I thought I could keep up with them and maybe even catch them. The guy would start walking and I would get just up about to him and then he’d start running again. This continued for the entire race and it was very frustrating to never catch him.
The really tough part came when I thought I was coming up on the finish line. When I got up to it the lady said “Good job. 4/10ths of a mile to go!”. Oh my word. I was so ready to be done and I thought for sure that was the finish so had started to pick up the pace. Unfortunately since it wasn’t the finish line I had to stop and walk for a little bit. In the 4/10ths of a mile I had to walk three times for a couple minutes each time. That was a little discouraging but I finished running strong.
And only three people beat me. I mean, only three people didn’t beat me. Yes I am that slow. But I ran faster than I used to run. I ran an 11 1/2 minute mile. Much improved from my days of 12 minute miles.
After the race we got free bottled water and food and there were inflatables for the kids. Pat’s mom, two nieces and nephew came out to watch the kids for us while we ran. So after the race we tried to convince the kids to go in the bouncy house.
Caleb was content to just sit and watch…
Angel finally got in the bouncy house when a couple girls offered to help her bounce. Then she had fun.
Team Lael was the 2nd highest fundraising team for community groups so that was pretty awesome. Even though it was bittersweet to be there, we had a great morming and were very glad we could be a part of Team Lael.