Last weekend, in a spurt of unexpected energy (and before the price went up) I registered for the Allegiance 5 miler and back-to-back 5K. It takes place at our local hospital and I have heard accounts from other people as to how hilly the course is so of course I would never run it not pregnant. I am so far 0 for 3 on picking the last three running events and the hills are winning!
Too bad the energy burst didn’t last. By last night, when Isaac was spiking a fever of 103, I was praying to the god of pregnant runners and requesting that I get sick too so that I could back out. I was just feeling that pregnant. Tired, puffy, bloated, tired, large, and more tired. But I am made of hardier stuff that that, apparently, and Isaac’s fever went down before I went to bed and he was fine today, just a lot of waking us up during the night. No excuses for me.
So off we drove at 7:10 for the 8:00 start. Husband has been a good sport about all this. Not only does he always get stuck with the stroller (hey, I’m carrying 19 pounds of baby, it’s only fair) but he is not a regular runner. So last time he ran was the July 4th 5 miler. And did I mention the hilly course? :-)
The 5 miler didn’t have nearly the number of people I expected. We were off pretty much on time and the course was well marked with some water stations throughout. There was a great hill around mile 0.5, then more hills getting on toward mile 2, and a big one at 2.5, all of which I was going to see again for the 5K. Around mile 4 I started reasoning with myself that it would be no great loss to do the 5 miler and skip the 5K. I was able to pass a few people at the end of the run, and wasn’t passed again by any of them, which felt good. My push at the finish came when a man behind me was trying to talk his friend to the finish line and there was no way I was going to be passed at that point! Stopping after the first race was my plan when I hit the finish at 40:53 (8:10 pace). But then I had almost 20 minutes to pull myself together and by that time I was thinking that 3.1 more miles, even if I ended up exhausted and walking, couldn’t be too hard.
At 9:00 we took off for the 5K. Mostly the same course with the same lovely hills. There were a lot more people for the 5K which meant I got passed more but also got to do some passing of my own. Despite the hills, the male winner won in 16-something. I finished in 25:23 (8:11 pace). I was a little surprised that I averaged almost the exact same pace for both races. I guess I am nothing if not consistent. With the two runs, plus a little warm up and cool down I was able to hit the 9 miles which was my goal for the day. In some ways, the 5K was easier because I knew I would be done afterwards and didn’t have to worry that I was expending too much energy.
There was lots of family stuff after the run, including a full breakfast, bounce area, climbing wall, and little farmer’s market. We stayed for a while to look around, but also because I got third in my age category for both runs. I wanted to claim my little medals. I’m just silly like that.
Will I run this race again? I don’t know. Maybe if I really want some nice hill work and a tempo run. I’m glad I got through both today, despite my desire to reconsider.
Now back to my regularly scheduled 9:30-ish pace. Have I mentioned how pregnant I am feeling these days!?!