Thursday, December 9, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
I never, ever, I mean seriously NEVER thought about running a race until last year. In fact, I felt like running was the worst possible exercise for me. I hated it, I despised it, I LOATHED it. I was the kid who after a half a lap around the track in school was GASPING for air and thought I was going to die. BAH.
And then the 20's board came into my life. I'm not sure what even made me go to the message boards after being on Weight Watchers since 2005. I don't know if it was because I was overly bored with facebook and needed new entertainment or what. But I started reading about all of these girls who were running. They loved running. They loved running so much, that they made me want to love running. So I started C25K. Yeah, I was one of THOSE newbies who had to ask about this C25K several times before I figured it out.
I never actually finished C25K. I got through about week 7 and figured I had gotten the jist of it. I stopped running for the summer while I did P90X. A knee injury and a few pounds later, I signed up for a race in April. I figured it was just what I needed to start running again.
And I kept putting off running. I know myself, I would have put off running until March 15th for my April 2nd race. So...what did Crazy Lo do? Got online on November 19th and signed up for a race on December 5th. Yeah...I gave myself 2 weeks to get ready for a 5k.
I spent the 20th on the trail by my house running as much as I could. I did a total of 4 miles that day, maybe running 2 miles with walking in between. I jumped on the treadmill the following week, and ran 2 miles straight without walking. And then Wednesday, the 1st came. I decided I needed to see how close I could actually come to running 3 miles. I warmed up for 5 minutes and ran 2 miles again. (I'm incredibly shocked at just how easy 2 miles are.) Then the treadmill stopped because I didn't set the time long enough. So, I had to restart. With the abrupt stop, I walked 1 minute, and started running again. I ran another 1.2 and it was ROUGH. I started to panic at this point, wondering how I was going to run outside, in December, in MISSOURI, without freezing or passing out.
Saturday came and we went to Gribbles Running Sports to pick up my packet. I also picked up a head warmer and some gloves to help me fight the cold run I had in front of me the next day. I did have some friends to distract me on Saturday night. We went to Gojo's Japanese Steakhouse (If you ever come to KC you MUST try this place) to celebrate a friend's birthday. I was exhausted for some reason and in bed by 9:30. I set my alarm for 7 the next day, and thought happy thoughts until my slumber.
Sunday morning I woke up with that excited, nervous, so-easy-to-wake-up feeling, and started getting ready. My stomach was doing all kinds of twists and turns, but I drank some water and ate a tablespoon of Peanut Butter. We stopped at Quik Trip on the way out of town so I could grab a banana. We got to the Johnson County Community College WAY too early, and I did the pee-4-times before the race thing. My husband rubbed my neck and told me to stop being so nervous. I looked at him and said, "Do you know what the temperature is outside?" Seriously, what was I thinking? Oh, I know. On that day in November when I signed up for the race, Global Warming was in full swing and I didn't consider what the temperature might ACTUALLY be in December when our heat wave moved on.
I started flipping through my iPod to figure out what I would listen to during the race. And I settled on LMFAO. :) Upbeat, funny, good stuff.
We all lined up outside, and within a few minutes we were off. The beautiful thing about this race was that we didn't have to wait outside before the start. They had a nice, warm gym for everyone to stretch and warm up in. When I started moving, I instantly lost all of those nervous feelings, and started running with a smile. I have no IDEA why, but I smiled a majority of that race. I was so HAPPY to be running. I remembered a year ago when I called my husband and I was so proud of myself for running an entire mile. He wasn't all that impressed, but who knew 1 would turn into 3? This is huge for me folks. And I have to say a huge thank you to Mike for being so supportive all week. He skipped a free ticket to the Chief's game to watch my race.
I had a steady pace, remembering all of the advice on the message boards. Don't get excited and start off too fast, find someone else who is running a good speed and try to focus on them. BREATHE.
And then the first hill came. This was one of those DOH! moments when I realized I hadn't run on anything except flat ground. These weren't huge hills, but they were more than I was used to. Regardless, I kept my pace and pushed my way up the first hill. I must say, hills are completely worth it on the way down. Ahhhh what a great feeling and opportunity to catch your breath. There were 3 or 4 more hills, one towards the end. This made the ending nice and speedy because we were so excited to be over that last hill.
I saw the finish, and my husband out of the corner of my eye. I picked up my speed a little bit and finished with a smile.
My goal was to finish in under 45 minutes.
I finished in....
Hello there Runner's High, it is so very nice to finally meet you.
I found my husband, received my "good job" and we headed in for a fabulous breakfast of Biscuits and Gravy, Pumpkin Bread, Eggs, Fruit, Potatoes, and other delicious things.
I could get used to this race stuff.
Here is a post-race pic. And yes, I really did wear that shirt. :)