R(un) for One 5K
August 19, 2017
Let’s call this one… Ill-advised. I had heard of this race a few weeks ago and didn’t think much of it. I was reminded of it again the day before and again didn’t think much of it. After all, I’m running a marathon in a week.
But when I got a few miles into my Saturday run and my legs were still feeling okay, I thought: Why not take the opportunity to force myself to run on tired legs.
So I wrapped up my scheduled 8-10 mile run at 8.6 miles and headed home to change shirts, grab Kami and head to Lake Shawnee, about a mile and a half away, and signed up for this little 5K about 20 minutes before it started.
The proceeds from this race went to sponsor unadopted children — a good cause, I thought. That made me feel a little better about signing up last minute for a 5K — something I normally wouldn’t do. In fact, I’ve done it only once before, on a 2012 road trip in St. Louis.
While affixing my bib before the race, we ran into a familiar face. Mindy Chapin, who I’m pretty sure I’d only met a time or two previously, while in Hutchinson, was super friendly to Kami and I. We chatted about mutual friends and races we’d done, etc. Maybe we’ll grab some miles again sometime.
Kami and I both worked with/for Mindy’s husband Brad in Hutchinson, what often seems like a lifetime ago. To be fair, we’ve moved three times since then. Whoa.
Anyway… Back to the race. If you know me at all, you know I started too fast. But you also know that if it’s a small race and I thought I might have a shot at winning. No such luck this time, folks.
I led the eventual winner (guy on left in above pic) for about half the race — but only by about a millimeter (seriously, get off my bumper, bro). When he zoomed by, I suddenly remembered that at this point, I was 10+ miles in on my day. It was getting hot fast, too.
It wasn’t long after that until the next guy (dude in red in above pic) passed me, too. Knew I wasn’t sticking with him either. Regardless of how much slower I would get, no one else was passing me, so I basically coasted. Walked a few steps on a couple hills, waved at a puppy, waved at some boaters. Wonder if they sensed my jealousy from all the way out there?
My splits were hilariously regressive. But, hey, 11.81 miles on the day and a comfortable, albeit low-key third place finish. So, whatever.
6:33 | 7:37 | 8:48
Came out of the event with a fun morning, a cool shirt that doesn’t fit, but hopefully will after a little more conscious healthy living, and a good test for my legs with a week to go until a marathon that I’m otherwise drastically unprepared for.
All in all, a good day. And I’m glad to say my race entry fee went to sponsor Ribka, a 9-year-old Pakistani girl. Ribka enjoys studying and learning. Her teachers say she is both intelligent and confident. She hopes to join the Army someday. Go, Ribka!