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This morning I ran a 5k. It’s my first race since the Boston bombings and I knew it might be an emotional one, especially since it’s a run dedicated to fallen marines. Marines and military were everywhere and the air was emotionally charged.

Originally I went into this run with my old PR time in the back of my head. In my six years of running I’ve never beat it. But once I got to the race I decided, I wanted to run this one just for me. I wanted to run for those who aren’t running or can’t run. And so I turned my run keeper app off, bumped my music up and just took it all in.

The first mile flew by. That never really happens but I felt really good. My running class full of hills made this flat out and back run seem much easier. The wind was at my back, the ocean at my side, people running in Boston strong shirts, marines in formation and a drizzle that started to hit. I choked up at one point, I knew I probably would, but it took a lot to stop myself from actually crying (which was causing my nose to run, and my lungs to close a little).

Then the turn around at 1.5 miles came. The wind that was at my back was now pushing me back. My legs felt heavy, my period that came last night wasn’t helping and the coffee before the race was causing some unfortunate feelings. At mile 2 I considered walking a little.

But I didn’t want to. I knew I wanted to put my all into this, whatever time I got, I wanted to finish strong.

I grabbed a quick cup of water from the stop, took a sip, and dumped it on my head to cool down my body in the humid air. I just wanted the sky to open up and downpour on us.

The finish came faster than I had remembered in years past. When I saw the finish line I pushed, I didn’t think I was up for it, but I pushed. I beat my time from this same race last year by a minute and a half. I beat my time from this race when I did it 3 years ago (during tri training) by 3 seconds.

I haven’t felt that amazing finishing a 5k since my first ever race, my PR. And while I wish I could end this post with saying I beat that time too, I did not.

I missed it by 10 seconds. 10 fucking seconds, argh!

Had I not gotten water? Had I pushed it a little harder in the end? Had I started out a little faster?

In the end I don’t want to focus on that. I’ll sign up for another 5k soon and beat my time.

This is my second best 5k time in my 6 years of running. This is my first run under my new name. This is my first run, among everyone in Boston, after the tragic events last month. And you know what? I finished strong. Boston strong.  

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Go it alone?

This Sunday is the 5k race. THE 5k race.

So here’s what I’m up against…

My training took a complete stall for over 2 weeks while I was sick and working a ton. It’s painful to run 1 mile right now.

My friend who signed up to run it with me now has to be out West with her family and will miss it. I don’t mind running it alone as what happens in most races, but I’ve never actually been to an event alone before. Especially one where thousands of people are there and all dressed up.

Luckily B won’t be there for whatever reason so at least if I go I wouldn’t have to worry about that. (Which I know makes little sense considering we are having dinner tonight but there’s something about races that sometimes I just want them to be mine. Especially since this specific race was not just my first ever road race, I ran it because he asked me to run it with him.)

On the one hand it might be really good for me to keep my word (and my registration) and run the race. Sure the train ride in and out will be a little lonely but something is pushing me to run anyway.

Even if I don’t beat my PR like I wanted, even if I have to stop a few times, even if it means getting up even earlier since we lose an hour this weekend, even if I feel a bit strange being there alone. Something is telling me to just do it. Do I do it?

Something is also telling me it’s time to find a running group/tri group of sorts so I can start doing training and events with them. I love my friends but so few are interested in races and tris and I can’t expect them to be on the sidelines for every race and tri (especially considering I seem to do one every 1-2 months).

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Thank you Mizuno.

My new sneakers

 

Thank you Cosmic Love – Florence & The Machine.

Thank you bed for letting me have a restful 8 hours of sleep last night.

I just had the best run I have had in months. I breezed through my 5k this morning. No knee pain, no huffing and puffing, no walking. I feel fanfriggantastic. 🙂

Now I’m off for a day of old-school Italian cooking with my girlfriends. Happy Sunday!

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I’m officially signed up and training for:

1. Ras Na Heireann 5k – March 13, 2011
 Run 3.1 miles
 Goal: Would like to beat my best PR from 2008

2. Wrentham Duathlon – April 17, 2011
 Run 5k, Bike 11 miles, Run 2 miles
 Goal: Finish 🙂

3. Escape the Cape Triathlon – June 4, 2011
 Swim 1/3 Mile, Bike 10 miles, Run 3.1 miles 
 Goal: Support my friend J and finish strong

4. Timberman Triathlon – August 21, 2011
 Swim 1/3 mile, Bike 12.5 miles, Run 3.1 miles
 Goal: Under 11 minute swim, under 50 minutes bike, and under 31 minute 5k

I have a few different types of goals this season. For one, I’d love to beat my best race time in all of the 5k’s I have ever done. Which was actually my first ever 5k.

The duathlon is my first duathlon and at the moment I’m doing it by myself. So I think my goal for that one will just be to finish safely.

The Escape the Cape Triathlon is a great season opener. The distance is a bit shorter than what I did for my first tri and it’s going to be my friend from work’s first tri. She is the one I went to Patagonia with and I basically got her excited about doing her first one. I wrote her up a training plan and really it’ll be great training but my goal here is to have an amazing and positive experience with her. Therefore it doesn’t matter what my time is.

The Timberman Tri is going to be the one I set a real goal for. The bike distance is 5 miles shorter than my first tri so I know I can do this race. Now it’s a matter of training and pushing myself to finish a bit better than I did for my first. The bike portion of my first tri I finished in 55 minutes (for 17.6 miles) so I know I can go fast. The swim and the run though I know I can push myself much harder.

I’m so excited for all of this…it’s just getting myself to start that’s the hard part!

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So last night I had plans of ending the night early after only one beer and getting a solid 7+ hours of sleep for my run this morning.

5 hours of beers, mac & cheese, onion rings, a shot bought by the DJ, and ohhh the dancing, meant not getting into bed until after 1am. It also meant waking up in an overloaded fried food dehydrated coma.

Black & Blue = Pre-race fuel

But I got dressed, met my friends and blasted Dirty Bit to get myself running in that race.

The race outfit

My goal was under 10 minute miles (slower than previous pr’s but I haven’t truly run since my 10k back in October). And I did it! I didn’t stop once, not even when my nose was running like a faucet (umm below 20 degrees = COLD), or when 3,000+ crowd caused a major red & green clusterf*ck or when everyone stopped a solid 25 feet BEFORE the finish line because it was so backed up. I ended up with just over 9 1/2 minute miles, woohoo! 

However, because it’s just the way the world works, while walking after the finish line I caught eyes with B’s friend BB. I waved at BB and made very brief eye contact with B before turning back to my race friend. Did it feel rude and upsetting? Sure. But I am not one to pretend. I’m not going to go over and talk with them like everything is peachy. If B wants to talk, or cares about our friendship, at this point it’s up to him. I’m not putting it on myself anymore.

So I’m going to focus on the positive outcome of the race 🙂

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You know what I love? After a long exhausting week at work spending a Friday night cooking dinner and watching The Town with two of my girlfriends. (See it!)

And sleeping in until 8:30 this morning, then going to a boxing session which I rocked, then doing extra few strength training moves with my friend, then running all over Boston to find ugly Christmas sweaters with 3 friends (no luck, but candy cane stockings were found) and now getting ready for an early night at an Irish pub with traditional Irish music and some yummy food.

And tomorrow morning I’ll kick this 5k’s ass and then be lazy the entire afternoon as we’re expecting SNOW.

That my friends, is a weekend I love. 🙂

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