I just ran a 5K race tonight. It was a interesting experience to say the least. This was my 11th race but I think I learned more tonight than I had in any race, except maybe my first.
First, I've never raced any other time other than a weekend morning. It was strange to compete at 7pm on a Wednesday. That part made me a little nervous but I figured it wouldn't be much different than my normal run after work. Boy, was I wrong!
Let's see...the first lesson I learned was to not indulge in the company barbeque a few hours before leaving for a race. A huge tri-tip sandwich, big bowl of chili, and lump of bland potato salad (how did I miss the garlic bread?) probably isn't an ideal pre-race meal. I don't need any extra weight out there but I felt like I was carrying a bowling ball through the course. Is that really what it feels like to jog while pregnant?!? How do you do it?
This was also my first time running in the rain. I thought about staying home and catching up on the Olympics but am glad I made the choice to get out there.
My biggest lesson learned and one I really should have known better was to leave my ego at home. I usually finish near the back of the pack and never have a problem with it but there was something about this race that really made me want to run faster than I'm capable. It was a fund-raiser for the university's cross-country team. There were only about 26 runners, around 18 of which were on the cross-country team. The remainder (including me) were members of our local running club. I'm the newest member and by far the least experienced. I'm sure you can't tell!
We circled the track once and then ran a course through the forest three times before circling the track in reverse to the finish. When we started, everyone
flew around the track. I was last but at least wanted to be able to see everyone in front of me! I usually run around 10:30 to 11:00 but was starting at a 8:30 pace. I knew right away it was a huge mistake but my ego wouldn't let me slow down until we got away from the track and everyone cheering us on. I'm too old to care about stuff like that!
The course itself was beautiful but very hilly, mostly unpaved, and by now, pretty muddy. It was a real challenge for me as I have no trail or grass experience.
I eventually slowed down to a comfortable pace but by now I was pretty worn out. My heartrate was up, my breathing difficult and my calves were killing me. I found someone going at my pace and we had a good conversation through the remainder of the race which helped take my mind off of it as I recovered.
She was so nervous about coming in last. I told her about our DLF > DNF >> DNS motto and she thought it was brilliant and really helped her get through the race. Kudos to whoever came up with it!
I don't know the official time as it's not posted yet and I forgot to stop my watch for at least 30 seconds. I'm estimating I ran about a 10:24 pace, about 0:33 slower than my PR.
This was my first DLF but I don't mind at all as I feel like I learned a lot and overcame so much to finish strong tonight.
-steve