So, Sus, some time ago you said that you were going to start running. When you announce ambitious plans like that on your blog, it’s usually a clear sign that you’re not going to follow through. Inquiring minds want to know if you’re still pounding the pavement.
Oh, Dear Reader, I thought you’d never ask. This past week marked the end of my scheduled training runs for the Couch to 5K program I’ve been using and to celebrate actually FINISHING SOMETHING I STARTED, I signed up for my very first race.
Wow, Sus, a whole 5K. That’s
pretty measly really great. Remind me again why you decided to do this?
I could tell you it was because I was starting to get winded walking from the couch to the fridge or that I needed to look cute in pictures for my upcoming 15th wedding anniversary trip or that I wanted the preferred rates when it came time to renew my life insurance policy.
But, truthfully, it was just because all of my friends here in town started running and I am helpless in the face of peer pressure.
Did you run the race alone?
I was prepared to, but my delightful running buddy Heather signed up to run with me and brought her daughters to enjoy the freezing cold morning as well. Being the crazy person that she is, she appropriately accessorized them with blinking antlers and red noses.
And let’s just gaze upon her running outfit, shall we?
No one rocks the knee socks like H-Lo.
She’s a party in a box.
Sus, were you festively dressed as well?
I always believe in dressing appropriately for the situation, so for the 34 degrees and spitting snowfall, I was dressed as that little known character, the Christmas Ninja.
Um, that was nice, Sus. Please don’t ever post a picture like that again. So, once you got started running the actual race, did you have any course management ideas or one of those things called a “strategy”?
I had a highly developed and carefully thought out race plan, people. My four goals were:
2. Finish under 45 minutes and running the whole time.
3. Don’t be last.
4. Don’t die.
I’m pleased to report that I ran the whole way, that I beat my goal time
by six seconds, that I was at least three spots ahead of the lady pushing her stroller and sipping a Starbucks, and I lived to tell the story.
10K, here I come.
Have a nice day.