Oh my goodness, I was feeling how few miles I’ve run in the past few months during last night’s 5K. Also every one of my 20 weeks of pregnancy. It’s a potent combination.
The silver lining is, of course, that I’m able to run the first place and, secondly, that a fairly humbling experience is an important lesson that I don’t need to compete all the time. I’m working on being okay with setting my own goals and running within my own capability.
The first accomplishment of the night was leaving the house in the first place. I decided to tuck in for a quick 20 minute power nap before heading out for a summer series 5K and let me tell you, my bed was comfy. As I changed into my running gear I literally repeated It’s worth it. It’s worth it. It’s worth it, out loud to myself.
My running club organizes a ton club runs each week, with 5K fun runs 3-nights a week, a track workout, and Saturday long runs during the summer season (we use the term summer loosely around here, I guess). The Tuesday night 5K is nearby and was just the motivation I needed to get out and go. My gosh, as much as I love flying solo, getting out there surrounded by 50+ other motivated folks will really keep a girl going!
It was a comfortable evening and the drizzle and dark clouds that threatened as I left the office held off. Yes, I was already planning to use it as an excuse to bail if it started raining. I went out too fast, as always, over optimistic at my ability to keep it up and excited by the pack, but since we turned up onto a hill in the first half mile or so, I backed off and reminded myself to run my own race.
The crowd thinned out and I basically locked into my tunes and estimated it would take about eight songs to finish the run.
The most important observation of the night by far: I am so pleased that spring is finally here. Finally. I was chilly at the start, in full tights and a long sleeved race tee, but completely comfortable once we got moving. I’m eager to spend as much time outdoors as I can right now. Plus, it’s so pretty when the spring shows up.
I finished just over 5K in 30:40, something just under 9:30 pace. Considering there were a couple of slow hills and the unfamiliarity of running a route for the first time, I was pleased. For $2 a week, I might just need to show up for these fun runs a bit more often.
Also, it dawned on me while driving home that technically speaking, this would be baby’s first race bib. So I had to document that, of course. Milestones, I tell you.