Yesterday, I participated in a 5K sponsored by Girl Scouts called the Thin Mint Sprint. Originally, I was going to run the 10K in order to submit a time to help my corral placement at the Disney Princess Half Marathon, however, I realized I was in no way ready to run that race fast enough to actually make an improvement in my starting corral, so I switched down to the 5K. It really was a beautiful day, the sun was shining but it was only in the 60’s. I was feeling pretty motivated to do a decent job. I was a little concerned, because this week I haven’t been able to run because last week, I injured my right second toe. There was a blood blister beneath the toenail, and then the entire toe was a little bruised. Being a diabetic, I worry about my feet, so I just wanted to make sure it didn’t get worse, or get infected. I took it easy this week though, and my toe didn’t look any worse, so off I went to run the race!
I started off feeling pretty strong. I planned to do my 30:90 run/walk intervals, as I had been successful with that last week in my training run, taking off several minutes from my time. I realized, however, that I was going too fast during my first mile. I was really feeling it. One of the things I realized was that having my husband with me is how I keep on a steady pace. If you look at my training runs, my splits are pretty even. I was at 15:02 at mile one and I knew this didn’t really bode well for me, since my average mile time is about 17:30. I got pretty discouraged at that point, and I thought about quitting. The only thing that kept me from quitting was probably that I had to get back to the starting area in order to leave, so, I might as well finish! I have had that problem on some runs, where I am just really questioning what the heck I am doing. Because I am overweight, running makes things jiggle and it is not always pleasant. I know I am improving, I know it will get better, but in the actual moment, I sometimes have a hard time going forward.
I did finish, and I shaved another two minutes off my time. I didn’t feel horrible physically, and mentally, of course, I was proud of myself. I was not able to stick with my 30:90 intervals, so I was pretty surprised I shaved time off my best, but I will take it. One good thing to come out of this is my husband also realized how important he is to my process, at least right now. He has stepped up to the plate and he has agreed to run all my races with me until the Disney Princess Half. Considering the issues he has with his knees, it really shows me how much he loves me.
When we first got to the race site, I was grumbling to my husband that if I was getting up early in the morning to run a race by Girl Scouts called the Thin Mint Sprint, I should be getting some Girl Scout cookies. I mentioned it several times actually, from when I registered, up until race day. When I checked in and got my race bib and packet, guess what I got?!?
Yep! Will run for cookies! ***I should point out even though I was so excited to get the cookies, I gave them to my son when I got home, because I didn’t want to negate all the efforts I have been putting in, but next year I am running this race and I am keeping my Thin Mints!