Better late than never, last Monday Jake, the Mayor and I ran the Memorial Day 5k. This was my third race since being cleared to work out again. Although I’m not sure my doctor will be thrilled when I tell her about it Tuesday, but we shall see. She did after all give me the clearance to exercise…
Race morning, I was filled with the usual pangs of regret as my alarm went off last Monday for the Memorial Day 5k. After all it was 5:05 am and usually I’d get up, take my Synthroid and go back to bed for another hour or two before finally crawling out of bed. Meanwhile the bookends and I headed to Boca by 5:45 am to get our run on. Fortunately, or unfortunately, this run started at 7:00 am, which sounds early, but is the only way to beat the South Florida heat.
The run itself went really well. Fortunately, there were no bridges to contend with like in the Mamacita Mimoas 5k two weeks ago. The Mayor went out guns blazing, which is never a recipe for success when running distance. We ended up running together for the first two miles before I ended up pulling away. I was thrilled that I was able to complete mile 1 in less than 10 minutes. It felt like a huge accomplishment.
Mile two was slower, but not by too much. It was difficult and the water stations kind of through of my mojo a bit. They had stations every half a mile, which is nice, but it slows you down a bit. By mile three, however, I was struggling. In fact, an old guy with a limp, who was power walking the race passed me as we approached mile 3. I cannot tell a lie: that was quite the hit to the pride. I was resolute, however, that I would finish before him come hell or high water. In the end, I had enough in the tank to finish before him and 2 two minutes faster than the previous weekend’s 5k. Yay!
I quickly found Jake post race as he waited for me at the finish line. The Mayor, however, took another four minutes to cross the finish line. Apparently, he had made a friend along the course and took to socializing instead of running. Nonetheless, he still covered the 3.1 miles and logged some decent cardio. Afterwards, we waited for the mile run to finish, so we could watch Jake get his award for taking second place in his age group. As for the Mayor and me, we were just happy to get our finisher pie. We then headed home with our three finisher apple pies because that’s exactly what you need after a hard fought race.
Here’s our gear:
Shoes brought to you by Asics – my go to running shoe. I love my Gel Kayanos and am on my fourth pair. They’re the perfect shoe for serious runners. My little man loves his Asics GT1000.
My running pants and shirt: Call by Carrie Underwood Shop at Dicks Sporting Goods