So, this weekend was a busy one. I hosted Charm City Cookbook Club on Saturday night and our book was a good one–Rachel Allen’s Irish Family Food! Seriously delicious.
As per normal with cookbook club, there was A LOT of food. From soup to dessert–and don’t forget the bread. And wine. Don’t forget the wine either. I went to bed pretty early, but I was stuffed, and had probably had a bit too much wine for the night before a race. And I tossed and turned not a good setup.
Oh yes, you read that right, I had a race scheduled for the third weekend in a row. Except in my head, this was more of a fun run than a race. My mom was organizing it, and it was a fun run to benefit the local rec council where I played sports as a kid. No biggie, just a bit of tempo running as a 5k. Except this morning it was SERIOUSLY COLD (winter still has her firm grips on us here in the midatlantic) and I just did not want to get out of bed. I finally made it up, and headed out the 40 minutes to the race site.
It was a pretty small affair, so we lined up a few minutes before start time and boom, we were off. The course was a double loop through a very hilly park, and it was still cold. I started off strong, running possibly my fastest mile ever, a 7.54. No idea where that came from. The second and third miles had most of the hills, but I gutted through, telling myself that I couldn’t give up after that great first mile. I ended up finishing and looked down to see this pop up on my watch.
I was giddy. An unexpected PR? I’ll take it. I was pretty disappointed to run EXACTLY the same time as my PR from last summer two weekends ago at the Shamrock, and I wasn’t expecting anything fantastic today because of the hills and the fact that I did no race prep (aside from drinking, I also ran 6 yesterday). Seems like running things are still going great. And I’m closer than ever to that goal of having a 5k time with a 25 in front. And I won the 30-39 age group to boot. Maybe I should race in the country more often?
Now on to Ocean City training!