Tonight was the Donut Alley Rally 5k. Part of me REALLY wanted to do it. After All, I have done this run for the last few years. But then part of me really did NOT want to do this run. After All, I haven't had a good run in AGES. My runs have been dismal and painful. I really had a lack luster approach. When my parents asked if I was doing it, I replied "I'm supposed to be doing it" and the next time I answered, "I'm registered to do it." Notice there was no commitment in those responses. None at all. I went and picked up my packet on Thursday night and I STILL was not overly committed to doing this run. I may have actually prayed that something would happen to keep me from doing it. I went back and forth. I dind't expect a great run....I expected a dismal run actually.
I still didn't have a clue if I was going to do it when I left work on Friday at 2. I filled my afternoon with activities (I went out and picked up a couple geocaches.) I went back home and lounged around. Really, I had no clue what was happening.
Finally I decided to do it. I threw on the first exercise clothes that I touched. Nope, there was definitely NO thought or planning. And I prepared to leave. My brother said this would probably e my best and most favorite run because I was heading into it with no expectations so there could be no disappointments.
I knew that since this was a timed event that I would have an official time. So I opted to not even run any GPS tracking on my phone. I actually out of habit put on my heart rate monitor chest strap, but I never tracked a single heart beat. I just ran.
Off I went. I killed some time before the run and had a few minutes to talk to my friend Kristen. I talked a few minutes via Facebook with another friend that was doing the run and before I knew it, it was time to start.
The gun went off and we were off. Ok, if you've ever run a race you know it's more like we were 'crawling'. I started to run. A nice easy pace..but I ran. I made it about a mile and a quarter to a mile and a half before I took a little walk break. The last half of the run I intervaled it out....no set intervals, just run walk at what felt good.
It wasn't exactly pretty. It wasn't exactly a great run. But you know what????? It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. And that first mile and a half stretch of running.....VICTORY!!!!!!
My results.....I've run a 5k faster.....but you know what? I've run a slower 5k before (more than once).
By golly, maybe I CAN do this half marathon!!!!!