Celebrate Westlake was my first post colligate race, so it seemed fitting to use it as my first postpartum race as well. My teammates were racing and I wanted to join in on the fun. My coach and I agreed that "racing" would be detrimental, and would put me in a position to create an injury, so we opted for a progression run rather than race! I was just happy to be part of the event, and I hoped to run 6:30-7:00 average. I wanted to progress from 7:00 to 6:00 but all based on my preconceived notion of what these paces felt like. 6 months of no running leaves me clueless on paces. It is going to take time to become a human metronome once again.
The day of the race came and Ry and I were up early feeding the kids and packing them into the car! I was so pumped to have my coach and teammates meet them! Warm up was same old same old 2 miles, drills and strides. Then it was time to race!...I mean progression run! The gun went off, and it was hard to keep things under control, so I inadvertently threw the plan out the window, coming through the mile in 6:08...Ooops! I quickly regrouped and started running closer to the goal pace for mile 2- 6:41. There was a man on a bike cheering for another lady in the race, and I have to admit I started to panic, and worry that I would be beat by someone I didn't want to get beat by. But I talked myself off of the pride ledge and focused on the plan. No one ever passed me, and I knew all of the ladies in front of me belonged there. mile 3 was 6:32, mile 4 was 6:31, and mile 5 was 6:05! I was very happy to run 32:11, and do so pretty comfortably! My legs were never tired from it and I was comfortable on my 10 mile "long" run the next day.
The kids had a good time at the race, and were little angels!
|Nolan looking too cool in his shades!|
|Grandpa and grandma hanging out with the little ones!|