My weekend started with waking up late to run a 5k mustache race on Saturday. I have felt “fluffy” all week probably due to the not-so-great eating decisions I made but I’ll be working on that againthis week. I seriously considered not going to the race because I didn’t want people to look at me funny. For the last month I have gotten several people looking at my stomach intently. You know like when someone looks at your stomach and makes a face like is she? or isn’t she(prego)? I’m not and have no future plans of that yet, even though I haven’t gotten asked in over a year, the look I still get bothers me. After having a small therapy talk with the hubs and he talked some sense into me.
The people in charge of the race told us to be there at 7am to grab our bags and to get ready for the race that started at 8:30am. I’m not sorry but I learned my lesson at my 1st -5k last year when they told us to be there an hour or two earlier to get our stuff…ummm no! I have things to do like sleep a little longer because it’s the freakin weekend, yo I have no desire to stand there for an hour and a half and stare at my husbandeven though he’s a hottie or strangers and kind of pace in a small area waiting. I’m not a patient person AT ALL and to say hey, hurry up to just wait is not something I’ll be down for.
After the race there was a health fair right next to where we got our goodie bags, so with that being said, it was sweet but funny when we got there they offered us McDonald’s breakfast burritos and some donuts also in our goodie bags were Oreo’s. Now I’m not the health police but they just contradicted themselves. Oh well I saved a burrito for after the race and surprisingly said, “no” to the donuts and cookies. GO ME! J
Not even 5 minutes into the race I started to cry. Not an ugly girl cry but a few disappointing tears fell from my face. My ankle and my pride were hurting pretty bad. Most of the people in the race had passed me and I felt like a failure I wondered what I was doing there and why my ankle was giving me problems. On my normal runs it’s fine with little to no pain, so why now! I found that answer out at mile 1.. I finished that mile faster than I have since my injury. I finished it in about11:30 mins so it was hurting because I was pushing myself harder than on my normal runs.
At almost mile 2 I began to pass several people who had previously passed me and that made me push even harder. There was a woman who had two kids with her that I passed. The kids both looked to be about 3 or 4 years old. I ran passed her and told her she was a rockstar and how brave she was to be running with both of them. She then told me that I was doing excellent! I love that runners are normally very motivating and nice. After we played leap frog for a few minutes I finally passed her for good. The last quarter mile I literally felt like I was flying… It was an amazing feeling and I felt that runner’s high again. I rarely get to experience that feeling. For me, it’s a mix between satisfaction in myself and just pure peacefulness.
I finished only 3 minutes slower than my usual finishing time. I was pretty proud of myself being as my ankle is still not 100% and it hurt almost the entire race. I won 1st place in my age group!! Ya buddy!
Sunday I woke up late again. About9:30am I decided to finally get geared up and really wanted to pound out 6miles on the pavement but would’ve been pleased to just do the 5miles like my schedule has down. I got brave and ran a few well known busy streets. I’m always so scared that someone will be playing on their phone and run me over so I always pray during my runs for safety, so far so good!
Anyways, It felt amazing my ankle didn’t give me any problems and I only had to walk a couple times due to my phone acting cray cray. At about mile 5 a car passed me and a guy in the passenger’s seat not only pointed at me but loudly made gagging noises….what is wrong with people?? I’m out here trying to better myself and accomplish productive goals and who do you think you are?? What was the point of belittling someone else?? Do you feel better about yourself now???
Besides that rude behavior from a COMPLETE STRANGER I was very pleased with myself during my run. And I didn’t really look at my Garmin watch I just enjoyed the nice cool 50* breeze and the different routes.
I also have to add that I’m pleased that I have motivated a man who I used to work with who hasn’t worked out in atleast 20years to run for the first time last night. He ran 1.5 miles and I couldn’t be more thrilled. So always do your best and shoot for the sky because you never know who you might unknowingly be motivating! J
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