So I thought I'd do an actual real write up of how my 5k went.

That's me in the pink hat and purple shirt and seemingly levitating.
When I woke up and my daughter woke up too I told her mommy was going to run a race. She really wanted to go to the race too. So my husband said he would come with me and be on toddler watch while I ran. One of her favorite parks is where the start and finish was, so we knew she'd be able to play.
We ended up arriving way early, maybe because in my head I was so worried about what happened with being late to the last race. But only living 3 minutes from the starting line it was probably overkill to be there an hour early. I know to kind of split the difference in timing next time.
It was good that I got to play in the park so much with my family though. And my lil girl went big girl potty twice. TMI? I was proud of her though. I could only stomach a piece of bread and some water because of nerves. I still get nervous before races even though I run 3 miles a lot now, something about the race part gets me all anxious. Excited, but anxious.
The race field seemed small. I think maybe 300 people, with maybe 100+ runners and rest walkers? I am not really sure as I have not seen the final list of times yet. I was about four lines back at the starting line and kept to the side in case people wanted to speed past me. We all had a lot of space. I think I started off maybe too fast though. I can see why it's easy for people to get out the gates too quick. In the bigger race I was in you couldn't really go off too quick because of the mass of people, it was almost like we shuffled in the beginning just to get going. Here is was like "have all the room in the world to run as fast as humanely possible." I eased back quite a bit after about the first couple minutes because I knew it was too much for me too soon.
I loved that my hubby was there to take pics of me and wave though during that first part. Kept me smiling and he got some great pictures.
At about the half mile was when I could see the really fast people just take off. I was in more of a blob of people going at my pace which was great. I couldn't believe how fast we were at the mile 1 marker...probably because I ran way to fast in the beginning. They did not have clocks and I was not running my phone for pace, but a lady with a stop watch was yelling and I caught her say 8 something. Oops...that's faster than I've ever ran. As I've always ever been in the 9-11 range when I'm really running. I thought to myself, maybe she said something else like 9:38 or something like that...I really don't know. I need to start monitoring these things better on my own during my training runs.
During my second mile I really was feeling the effects of that first one but I just kept plowing forward. My sites on the two firefighter women who are in the photo above. I kind of was trying to keep them in my sites but at this point they were at least two blocks ahead of me. I just told myself I was going to always be able to see them and that's what kept me from really falling off to way too slow. Spoiler alert...I could see them the whole race until the very last turn to the finish line.
I have no idea what the split was at the end of mile 2, I just knew there was a water table and I was going to walk for a tiny bit with my water. I got passed by only two people while walking. And never caught them again or passed anyone else at this point. So I really ran the last mile on my own. I tried to not think I was the last person even though it felt like that since I was in a sea of nobody...looking behind me to see all the other people a block and more behind me helped confirmed that I wasn't in last place. That kept me from imploding...feeling like I was being chased kept me running. Instead I just focused on getting to the end of that mile.
I had some side cramps happening at about 3.5 miles. I really think my last mile had to have been in the over 12min range because I took 2 more walk breaks. I did feel a little jump after each little break but I was slightly sad at myself for taking them. But I NEEDED them. Once I got close to mile 3 marker I had the pull of knowing my husband and daughter would be there to get me to the finish so I just kept moving my legs, run run run run run. I pulled out my earphones so I could hear them cheering for me. I was so focused on finishing that I didn't realize the finish shoot was a very small space of cones to run through with a guy with a stop watch, so I ate probably 5 extra seconds trying to run back to the right part. But he called out 30:32 and that's my fastest overall time by a little bit. I had a grand plan of being sub 30 because I was on my home turf, but I think my body was not ready to go that hard. I had slacked on my training pretty badly the last two weeks and I felt the effects of that. But I am still so proud that I kept on going through adversity and got a PR. Go me!
Things I learned and game plan for what's next.
A) I should start races a little farther back. Not too far back with the walkers, but far enough back where I can start off a little slower and then speed up if I need to.
B) I need to learn how to monitor my mile splits better when training, so that I can try to do that thing where you get faster as the race goes on instead of slower. Anyone reccommend an app I could use now that C25K is over?
C) I should actually keep running at least three times a week instead of taking off too many nights. I want to feel as in shape as I did for that first 5k even though it was slower.
D) I think I might like finding people to pass or finding people to try to at least run behind. With the really small race and me being by myself essentially for a lot of it, it felt kind of odd. Like it felt like it was impossible to go pass the person in front of me and that discouraged me a little bit.
My two super positive takeaways are that the third place women was 27+ minutes and I'm only 3 min back from that. Also I can now say I am ALMOST as fit as firefighters. And my family seemed super proud of me. My hubby even ran week 2 day 1 of his C25k on Sunday. Yay!
Now I need to look for my next race. But I think I really am going to focus mainly on getting even better at the 5k distance while training so I can get more comfortable the whole race and be more consistent throughout it. I'd like to master feeling good for the 5k before stepping into the 8k/10k world.