Man oh man. If I had a button that said “reply”, I would totally replay this entire weekend. Starting on Friday night with a girl’s night out at Robust, one of my favorite wine bars. There really is nothing better than enjoying a little downtime, with a great glass of wine and great company. The only problem was that Saturday morning came too early especially knowing that I was intending to push hard to a new PR.
Saturday was a busy day but oh so rewarding. The first event of the day was my 5K. On Thursday I told you I was going to try for a new PR. I put it out there but I was definitely hesitant as anyone is when they share. The last thing you want to do is come back and say it didn’t happen but we’ve all been there and if it didn’t work out, I knew you would understand.
The 5K took place in Forest Park and just like the rest of my fair city, the hills are hidden until you’re trying to PR. I started off further than I would’ve like to in the mix and because of it, I feel like I started really slow. OH I forgot to mention, I got down there early enough to actually do some dynamic stretches so I was warm at race time. I should’ve followed my own and advice and pushed my way up to the front. I was going for a 8:40 pace and the first mile came in at 8:39. The second mile had a few climbs that gave me a run for my money but I was able to get to 8:26. The last mile was mixed but more down than up. Oddly enough I didn’t feel like I hit my stride till midway through the second. The third mile I made a very concerted effort to pick it up a little bit. I feel like I lengthened my stride a little too. With about a half mile left, I could feel the sting and the doubt creep in but I did my best to push it out and just get to the finish. The last few steps hurt but I felt like I was pretty close to a new PR if I didn’t beat it.
I came home, showered, and got the kids ready for their running event forgetting about my 5K. Their race was at the same place so we quickly piled in the car and headed back. Scott went with us to watch the kids race. E and MiniE ran the 50 yard dash and mom got to run with them. Their were lots of families, lots of activity and almost a little too much for E. He’s a very sensitive kid and can get overwhelmed easily so my goals was to keep the mood light and not let him get inside his own head. For the most part, the plan went off as planned. MiniE wanted no part of running so I carrier her across the finish.
We came home and S went back to work. He ordered what looked like a driveaway full of mulch that all had to be spread. It took him all weekend but he did it. S made sure that E “helped” him. I loved that conversation as they worked. Scott was sure to remind him that this was hard work but we do it because we need to. Great life lessons learned this weekend!
I also checked the official results of the 5K. What I saw almost made me fall out of my seat. Can you spot it? Yeah! I placed in my division! WHAT?! I have never done that especially in a race this big! Between these results and the kids race, the beautiful weather and just an all around great Saturday, I could barely sleep. I was happy, excited and nervous about Sunday. Seriously, this Saturday will go down in the books as an marvelous Saturday.
Sunday meant early rising at 4:45 so I could get into the VIP parking before 6:15 when they close the streets for the race. I want to give you that recap but I’ll save it for anther post. It deserves it’s own.
I just keep reliving the 5K. I keep thinking back to various points wondering if I could’ve sped up (the answer is yes). I’m excited about the 5K. I’m excited about seeing progress there. I’m just excited.
For now, I have to run and pack for yet ANOTHER work business trip. Luckily this one is 24 hours in Memphis so I’ll be home soon. This is probably the only trip I won’t pack workout clothes. After a 20+ mile weekend, I’m taking a much needed rest day tomorrow!