February: The Nashville Hot Chocolate 15k. I convinced my husband to also sign up, and we had something to look forward to on Valentine's Day. I was battling a head cold that day, so my time was worse than the year before with a 1:56:04 and an overall pace of 12:24. See??
The chill of the weather + head cold = very bad race
The good news?? We got lots of food and hot chocolate at the finish line!
|Leggings, coat, hat---it was very cold!|
I met The Gang, and Tony and I ran together. I tried for a PR, but ended up with a 32:57, about 1 minute slower than my PR. Oh well, on to the next race.
March--Part 2: At the end of March, I met The Gang up in my part of the state to run the Ft Campbell USO Ten Miler race. The last 10 miler race I ran was horrible--there was zero crowd support and all of the sponsors had torn down their booths by the time the longer racers had completed the race. Since the 10 miler was the signature race of the day (there was a shorter 5k also offered), here's hoping this was better supported.
We started the race going down a huge hill. That in itself SHOULD have been exciting. Except this was an out-and-back race, meaning this hill would be waiting for us to climb it uphill just before the finish line. Ugh. Not something to look forward too. Carolina and I ran together for the first three miles, then she fell back for a bit. I caught up to Tony, and ran with him until Carolina caught up. I was feeling particularly good that day, and went on ahead. There were long stretches of seeing no sectors, just a few runners up head and a few who were playing leap frog with me. Since my last 10-miler race was over 2 hours (2:03:29), my goal for the day was to come in less than 2 hours. I made it!!! My final time was 1:57:07, which was REALLY exciting. Until I read my Garmin which showed my total mileage at 9.89 miles. Not quite 10 miles, but I still would have been under 2 hours with the other 0.11 miles.
|Still cold but at least I could wear a lighter jacket!|
April--Nothing exciting to report this month. Joel and I ran a 5 mile race with his brother up in Boston. Nothing like hiking three-quarters of a mile to the start line! And since Boston was recovering from the Snow Storm of the Century we were running through snow where it had been plowed---the snow must have been at least 6' tall because it was taller than me! And while I have run 5 miles for training, it was my first 5 mile race. Meaning.....PR! 57:57--next time I'll try to break 55:00.
|The 3 Amigos race Boston!|