I ran my first 5k this morning, the
Bayou City Classic. Couple of weeks ago, a bunch of my runner friends decided to run this race, and I figured
why not? After sleeping through the thunderstorm, I woke up to a breezy 55F, sprinkling outside with the roads already flooded.
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mid 50's plus rain and some winds... |
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10k lined up at startline |
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The start is a little less dramatic than expected... |
Here we are, after the 10k racers have ran off. At this point, we're already soaking wet and waiting. I was nervous since I had not run an entire distance of 5km since...
maybe 2011, that one morning when I was so inspired (caffeinated) and ran along University. I don't particularly enjoy running.
Our course looked like this. The first mile up to the post office was easy breezy, although some people began jogging full speed. Since I didn't have music, I tried to distract myself by
looking for orange colors. The little loopy ramp was difficult due to the incline (and eventual decline), but once I made it back onto the streets, this was the last stretch.
Just keep running, just keep running, just keep running!
The final stretch had people lined up cheering us on, so I sprinted the last block to the finish line. The 5k-ers didn't get a chip or a timer, but the guy who ran in with me had one: 30:09. My
somewhat arbitrary goal was 30 minutes, and considering it was pouring and windy, I am happy.
We grabbed after-race snacks/goodies/beer and trotted home.
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Chicken and fruit in one bowl. Peppery apples-mmmm. |
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Happy and dry at home with goodies |
We are already brainstorming which next race to run together. When I told a neighbor that I was running a 5k, she told me "Congratulations!" which seemed like an interesting thing to say. But I feel so accomplished and inspired after running this mini-race that this compliment makes sense. Now I have a baseline to improve on and quantifiable goals to work towards, a minute at a time.
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