My First 10k
According to my half marathon training plan, I had a choice on Sunday: do a 10k race or a 16 mile run. I opted for the race. I wanted to see where I was at after training for 9 weeks.
I've never raced a 10k before so I wasn't sure what to expect. I didn't taper, I didn't plan my pace, I didn't really even know how to warm up. I Googled "10k warm up" while waiting in my car nea r the start. I guess I wasn't sure if it was like a 5k or not. It is. Pretty much just like a 5k, twice.
This is a good thing for me. I only have a couple gears. 5k is about as fast as I can get going these days, but I can hold on for awhile. In what I call "the pain place". The pain place face is clearly visible in all of my race day photos. They only took photos at about mile 5.25. Ouch.
I finished in a time of 36:24. I went out in 5:46, which was a little too fast, but not destructive. I had to talk myself into my own race after watching the first woman drift away from me. I get unreasonably competitive. But I reminded myself it was about getting the work done, and this wasn't the race I was going to lay it all out. I laid 99.8% out for sure, but ya know not the black out kind of finish.
I was happy with the effort, time and place. Sarah and I cheers our tiny 2nd place trophies. And then it was off to Oiselle to package Rundies.
There is a reason for this TOTAL cheeseball picture. But that's a story for another day.
I've never raced a 10k before so I wasn't sure what to expect. I didn't taper, I didn't plan my pace, I didn't really even know how to warm up. I Googled "10k warm up" while waiting in my car nea r the start. I guess I wasn't sure if it was like a 5k or not. It is. Pretty much just like a 5k, twice.
This is a good thing for me. I only have a couple gears. 5k is about as fast as I can get going these days, but I can hold on for awhile. In what I call "the pain place". The pain place face is clearly visible in all of my race day photos. They only took photos at about mile 5.25. Ouch.
I finished in a time of 36:24. I went out in 5:46, which was a little too fast, but not destructive. I had to talk myself into my own race after watching the first woman drift away from me. I get unreasonably competitive. But I reminded myself it was about getting the work done, and this wasn't the race I was going to lay it all out. I laid 99.8% out for sure, but ya know not the black out kind of finish.
I was happy with the effort, time and place. Sarah and I cheers our tiny 2nd place trophies. And then it was off to Oiselle to package Rundies.
There is a reason for this TOTAL cheeseball picture. But that's a story for another day.