Happy Monday! Hope you’re recovering from the lost hour of sleep… I’m not a fan of the time changes, but I’ll take the extra light in the evening.
So most of you saw that Saturday’s 10k was rough. I knew a pr was doable… my last 10k was on a miserably hot and humid day where I bonked half way through (can you call it a bonk in a 10k? I’m going to.)
This one wasn’t much better. I was aiming for 42:30 ish but knew that was impossible by about mile 2. They can’t all be fun.
At least I had some excuses to ease the disappointment.
Excuse #1) Unlike the half last Sunday in the cool, dry 40s, Saturday was 60 degrees when I woke up and muggy. I was sweating already in my easy mile and a half warm up, and knew it was going to be a tough one.
Excuse #2) Despite taking it relatively easy all week post-half, six days was not enough recovery time. My quads were tired half way through and I could not will them to move any faster.
We started on time, at 8am. I ran into a friend before hand, which boosted my spirits briefly!
L found a friend at the race, too.
The first mile or two felt comfortable but I was breathing much harder than I should have been. By mile three, my quads let me know they were tired.
Cheers from this little one made me smile, but didn’t help my legs go any faster.
I forgot that this course ran under an overpass. We dipped down and climbed back up three times to the half way mark, and then turned around to repeat those “hills” three more times. Hills is a relative term, but it is pancake flat here and my legs insisted that they were climbing!
My split at the 5k was 21:27 but I was struggling to hold on. The humidity was so thick- I have so much trouble breathing in those conditions. On the way back, I passed some of my running group out for their Saturday long run on a parallel trail. That boosted my pace for about ten seconds.
My pace was slipping away in the last mile. I tried to pick it up for the final stretch but didn’t have much left.
Final time: 44:07 (average pace 7:06)
Not the pace I was hoping for, but still a one minute pr. For six days post-half, I’ll take it.
It certainly makes me all the more determined to find another 10k and try again. But probably not until the fall… it’s only going to get hotter here! I’m going to squeeze in a few more 5ks before summer.
Afterwards, my family dropped me off to teach my spin class. Not my brightest idea, but I made it through.
I stepped outside to find daddy and L on the nearby field, playing a “racing” game that L made up. Here’s how you play:
Pick a field with bleachers on opposite sides. The daddy makes a horn sound and the 3 year old takes off running across the field to the bleachers. When she arrives and climbs up two bleachers, she makes the horn sound, and the daddy has to sprint to her. Then it’s her turn to run back to the original set of bleachers. Repeat until too tired to continue or until the daddy says it’s time to go home.
I even joined them for a few laps. I’d have to say that was the highlight of my weekend.
Tell me a highlight from your weekend! Have you done back to back races?