Happy Sunday! Today I ran the Starting Point Codependency 5K. I wanted to get a 5K speed workout in this weekend, since it’s been three weeks since my last race. Just a few weeks ago, there was a local 5K drought with barely any races to choose from. Now that it’s spring, there are at least five or six races I could run any given weekend. When choosing a race, I like to consider the weather forecast, location, start time (I love to sleep in!), and, of course, prize offerings. I received a flyer for the Codependency 5K at the Haddonfield Adrenaline Run. My interest was piqued as soon as I saw the prize money awards for top 3 males/females. Prize money = new running gear. Sign me up.
Racing experiment: I am a notorious insomniac, or, rather: I am a happy night owl. I like to keep late working hours and I often don’t go to bed until 4AM. This schedule is an absolute nightmare when it comes to waking up at 7AM for a race. So Friday I decided to drink only decaffeinated coffee in an effort to coerce myself into falling asleep before midnight. Long story short: caffeine deprivation left me hazy and almost sick feeling (like I had the flu) and, come midnight, I was more tired than I usually am at that hour, but I still did not fall asleep until 4AM. I woke up feeling pretty terrible – shaky, dizzy, groggy, and nauseous – so I made myself an extra strong caramel macchiato and gave myself permission to treat today’s race as a workout that might potentially yield a little extra pocket money.
In lieu of Nelly’s recent brush with the law, Chris and I decided to listen to Nelly throwbacks during the drive over to the race. We had a lot of fun and, by the time we arrived at the Cooper River, I felt a little more relaxed and energized. Chris brought along his nice camera to take some action shots of me. It was kind of embarrassing. 🙂 With my race registration, I received a really nice green t-shirt and a goody bag. The goody bag had a chip clip inside it and, honestly, I was more excited about that than anything else, since I eat a lot of chips.
I did a brief warm up. My legs felt like lead. The starting line was about .5 miles from the registration table and, while a bunch of super peppy runners jogged to the start, I kind of just puttered along behind them.
The race got off to a quick start. I ran with the lead pack of men and one other woman at about a 6:00 pace for the first few minutes. After going back and forth a few times with the other leading woman (a 16-year-old), we both realized she was faster so she pulled ahead. That’s when things started to get lonely. I ran by myself for the last two miles (there were 1 & 2 mile clocks on the course which was so nice). I felt good physically, but I was struggling mentally to keep pushing myself without any competition. Since this course ran a paved jogging path around the river, there were lots of other runners, and walkers, and dogs to dodge. It was really tempting to slow down while passing people running at a leisurely pace. (I probably did slow down somewhat.)
Thoughts while running the Codependency 5K:
“I wish I was doing an easy long run right now.”
“Is that dog on a leash?”
“That dog is not on a leash.”
“Is that dog going to eat me?”
“I know I’m going to throw up.”
“I wonder when I’m going to throw up.”
“I should have taken off my necklace.”
“I should have taken off my bracelet.”
“I can’t wait to go back to bed.”
“Ladies, I know you can hear me struggling to stay alive. It’s pretty obvious there’s a race going on. Would it kill you to move over so I can get by?”
“I wonder how much energy it wastes to say, “Excuse me?”
“Probably more than it takes to just elbow people out of the way.”
“I’m totally willing to elbow someone.”
“There is a slight headwind. I would probably be running 5 minute miles without this headwind.”
All in all, I raced an ok 5K. My finish time was 21:34, which is 22 seconds slower than my 5K PR. My Garmin detected a slightly long course (3.17 miles), so this might factor into why I didn’t run a faster time. It’s hard to push yourself when there is literally no competition in eyesight. I think I did an alright job racing myself (and my Garmin). I puked something ungodly at the finish line.
Here are my splits:
I finished 9th place overall and second female overall. For that, I got to take home this sweet trophy and a check for $100!
After I visit the bank, I will probably reward myself at Target. I felt really, really ill for a few hours after this race, but I think I am starting to feel back to normal, which means food.
Questions for the Internets:
Have you ever won a cash prize at a race?
What do you think about while you’re racing?
Do your legs ever feel dead before a race?