Today I ran a local 5K that was well attended by my race club. My goal was to beat my last 5K time of 29:29 although I failed to note a few key differences about these 2 races.
When I lined up I was standing right next to a woman who just did IMCDA, her first IM ever, in the very impressive time of 12:13. I asked her if she was really ready for this and she said it was all just for fun so I said, “hey – you could pace me” and told her my goal. She thought that was a fine idea.
It was hot. Really hot. She kept on me the whole way,though.
“Come on – keep it going”
“We’re going downhill now – this is nice”
“Don’t you slow down now! Come on!’
“2 more corners, Keep it going”
She kept that up the whole way – she was awesome.
I didn’t run out of legs until the last little bit but I felt like I was suffocating almost the whole run. Had she not been there pacing me I would have tossed it and run about a 12 min pace. As it was I just missed my goal by some seconds. I forgot to turn off my Garmin which now reads 29:59 so I’m thinking I did about a 29:40. Sort of disappointing but not really.
I thought about it afterward and my last 5K was run after having done both a marathon and a half marathon and some track work prior to the race. This time, not so much. My running has been abysmal this year. I’ve only got a total of 150 miles in on the year and zero track work compared to over 400 miles last year and at least a few trips to the track. So all in all it was a great effort and I feel good. I really can’t thank my pacer enough, though. Pacers rule!
Happy 4th, everyone!!