Saturday, Ted and I almost missed our first 10K. I thought it started at noon. Luckily, my officemate informed me NO races start at noon and looked it up for me. Oh, 7:30am? Okay…
Because we didn’t have time to pick up our packet Friday and needed to pick it up between 5 am (!!!) and 7 am, I informed Ted we had to be up at 6 at the very latest.
The subway ride was actually amazing. More runners got on at every stop until the subway became a river of runners snaking beneath Brooklyn, eventually spilling out into the street and meandering towards Prospect Park.
It was so motivating to see all these fit, awake, happy people. I finally felt like maybe I too was a runner.
Apparently, we weren’t the only ones who couldn’t make the midtown packet pickup on Friday.
The race did not seem to have any staff to explain the situation or help move the line along. Annoying. Even though many of us were still waiting on line to get our numbers, the race began at 7:30 as scheduled. I was assured that the little tag on my shoe would let me know my time so as soon as we got them on we were off!
I have no idea what time I finished the race, but I know I beat Ted Afterwards I explained to him that my winning tactic was to spot fit girls in cute clothes and aim to pass them so I could (a) check out their cute clothes (b) feel as fit as they looked. It worked!
In all fairness, Ted has been busy working and barely trained for this race. His completing it (probably just behind me) is remarkable. If the roles were reversed I wouldn’t be alive to write this post
Instead, I enjoyed my new medal. My first medal!I also decided that since I didn’t get the t-shirt I should get a new lululemon running top. (My logic is infallible. Don’t even try.) It’s getting colder out and I really want to keep running. The shirt I had my eye on has thumb holes and sleeves that fold over into mittens. FOLD OVER INTO MITTENS!!!
I’m ready for a 1/2 marathon this spring people. I can feel it
Overall, the race was amazing. It wasn’t by any means easier, but I handled it so much better than I expected (i.e., I did not die or puke at the end) and I absolutely loved being a part of the race pack. It’s motivating to be apart of so many determined and sassy people (one woman wore a sign that said “Pick it up! This pregnant lady just passed you!”), but I also realized I love picking people to pass one by one – it really makes time fly and pushes me to run a little faster in manageable spurts.
I’m impressed that both Ted and I were able to get up at 6 and kick so much ass. I’m hoping we can make awesome Saturday morning workouts a regular thing, albeit with a more reasonable wake up time. (I am NOT determined enough to do 6 am Saturday again anytime soon, let alone regularly.)
My only regret is
that I have no idea what time I finished the race. Does anyone know how to look up your race time if you wore a little tag on your shoe??? that I didn’t start running sooner! I just got my race time (thanks Brigid!) and i completed the race in 54:11. Amazing!
Question of the day: What little tips and tricks keep you moving or kick you to the next level while running or working out?
FYI In addition to picking people to pass, I also like to think of the motivational quotes from my “Healthy, Happy, and Totally Kick-@ss” Pinterest Board.