5k Race Report

On Friday night I gorged on sushi. I wanted to be ready. I was all packed and out the door by 7:30am.

My breakfast was two slices of rye toast with almond butter and raspberry jam. Breakfast Of Champions.

I had a strong beginning to the run, and the first mile went swimmingly well (pun intended). During this time, we were hit with rain, and it soaked us through, but we finished the first mile in 12:02 which was awesome. Then… disaster.

I decided I needed a walk break. As soon as I stopped running and began to walk, my calves tightened right up and my left shin started to huuurrrrrt real bad. So much so, that I told Running Buddy there was no way I was going to be able to walk a good pace. It really screwed up my time, and left me looking a little haggard:

We reached the second mile marker at a 13:39. At this point I told RB that if I didn’t jog for the rest of the run, i’d be a goner. We parted ways so that I could continue running while RB took her second walk break. Then I had to stop and try fixing my stop watch because the rain made it go PSYCHO. I didn’t manage to fix it until after the run, and had to rely on my phenomenal (not) math skills to help me figure out how I was doing. RB caught up to me when we saw the 4k marker and we burnt rubber (not really) in the last kilometre of the run.

And then, sweet goodness thank-you-ever-so-much, we saw the finish line. It was cloudy, rainy and dreary, but the big red balloon signalled the end of the run and I was so so incredibly happy to see it.

After clocking a 12:33 for the third and final mile, we ran across the line finishing in 38:15.

Among the swag received were Yop drinks, an egg baker, flaxseed, a running shirt, and golfing stuff. Woot!

We also munched on stunning fruit platters and I grabbed a muffin and an apple for the road home. And then we went for lunch, LOL, with another friend and my parents where I had an enormous cheeseburger with fries and three pints of ice water.

My goodness, i’m so tired I could vomit.

Race Recap – Santa Shuffle 5k

The night before I asked a few friends over and made spaghetti and meatballs for dinner.  Yum.  I made sure I was stuffed full with spaghetti.  In the morning, I made myself some oatmeal and headed out around 7:30am for the drive.  We stopped at The Running Room once we got into the city, to pick up our race kits.  Unfortunately, they were already at the museum where the start and finish was going to be, so we had to rush to get there in time to fill out the required information and pick up our kits.  Kits included a long sleeve t-shirt that was very cool, some coupons, kleenex, information about The Salvation Army, and other neat things that I can’t think of right now.  Oh yeah, one neat thing was a little red bell that had The Salvation Army written on it in white lettering.  That was pretty cool, although what on earth i’ll use it for I have no idea.

After quickly changing and throwing our bags back into the car, we were ushered into the main theatre at the museum for introductions, then back outside and guided through some basic warm-up moves to get ready for the run.

The start of the run was really nice and easy, seeing as we were all in a large group and no one was able to separate to run faster.  I think we made it about 10 minutes running, then had a walk break.  RB’s legs were really bothering her, but she pushed through for the first while.  I was feeling good until about the 30 minute mark, where I just wanted it to be over already.  That was around 2.25 miles into the run.  I knew I still had a ways to go and was hoping to be under the 40 minute mark at the finish.  As luck would have it, I made it to the finish in 39 minutes and some change, with runners and organizers standing at the finish cheering me on.  It was a great feeling and I managed to not puke my guts out once I crossed the line.

We came right back home after the door prizes were handed out.  Neither of us said much on the way back except that we were both pretty pleased with ourselves to have run practically in the middle of winter without any outside training.

I took a break on Sunday and Monday because my lungs were still a little tender but we’re back at it now and preparing for the next 5k which is on Jan 1st.  I was glad to have finished this run, hopeful that I would have a better time but not really too disappointed that I didn’t.  Oh and I pulled a thigh muscle during the run while attempting to not fall on the slippery paths.

Why my legs are sore and other tales of (non)adventure

So I ran a 5k yesterday.

I woke up at 9am, had myself a good breakfast, half a protein bar, and 2 litres of water.  At 10am I found myself hitting the bathroom for the fifth time.  At 12pm I was still regularly and consistently needing bathroom breaks.  I wondered if I would have to stop along the run and where I would be able to stop without anyone noticing.  Having planned that out, I headed to a friend’s to fill out our required forms for the race.

It was cold.  Windy and miserable, but thankfully no rain (it held off until about an hour after the race).  Standing around waiting for the thing to start was almost painful.  My stomach was in knots and I can’t for the life of me figure out why.  It was just a fun run, I had have nothing to prove, it was going to be just me and the ground.  Anyhow, we all got registered, found our respective maps and took a look.  Ah.  During all of our practice runs we went out to the park to run on the grass trail and the gravel road.  This run was to be on the streets and sidewalks of the city.  All of it.  Not even a centimeter was on grass or gravel.  What a huge difference it made!

I wanted to stop about 30 times.  I found many reasons; I needed to pee, my knee hurt, my foot hurt, I couldn’t feel my legs.  At one point I ran darn near right past my house.  Oh, you wouldn’t believe how tempted I was to scoot across the street and give up.  By the 35 minute mark, I was limping and dragging, praying my feet would take me to the end.  They did.

I went home.  Drank some more water.  Took a warm bath (is that the right thing to do when your shins hurt so much you can hardly touch them without feeling mucho pain?).  Had a nap.  Ate an enormous supper.  Good times!

So this morning I get to work and there’s a text message on my phone “upcoming hospital foundation 5k run this saturday – you in?” or some such nonsense.  Complete dither.  I can hardly walk; everything hurts.  But yeah, okay, why not?

The Bertha Butt Boogie

My name isn’t Bertha, but my butt sure did boogie last night.  I wrapped a nice big sweater around my waist to keep the boogie to myself, which i’m sure everyone else in the gym was completely thankful for.

I boogied myself to a new personal best (haha, personal best – well, it is!) of jogging for 22 minutes.  I was going to follow week 6 of the Couch to 5k Program.  I believe the second workout of this week is to do a brisk warm-up walk (5 minutes), then run 10 minutes, walk 3 minutes, run 10 and walk 5 (cool-down).  I only wanted to spend 30 minutes on it, so I followed the plan, but just jogged the last two minutes at the end, to make 22 minutes.  That’s pretty incredible for me to accomplish.  I still didn’t go very far (2.38 miles) but as long as i’m jogging, that’s okay with me.

It was easier yesterday to focus on jogging.  At one point, a younger boy jumped onto the treadmill next to me to run.  GAME ON, kid.  I wish there would always be someone running next to me.  Someone just a little bit better.  My competitive nature is so strong that there was no way he was going to out-run me.  At least, not until I got all my minutes in!  This is a good part why I was able to make it to 22 minutes.  I pretended I was fine, because I really didn’t want to stop jogging before he did.  Although, the kid really wimped out after just a few minutes.

In actuality, I WAS pretty fine.  I was concerned that the jump from running 5 minutes to running 10 minutes in a stretch was going to knock me on my back but i’ve done it a couple times now, and it seems to be working for me.

I’m taking today off for exercise, going out for wings and beer later.  Back at it tomorrow.  Hopefully.