(Side note and FYI: Runners talk about poop.)
I laid out my clothes the night before so I threw them on and then brushed out my hair so it'd lay right under my doo-rag.
I didn't eat anything which is a major no-no, but I forgot to grab more bananas earlier in the week. Bananas are about the only thing that I can eat that don't make me want to puke.
We had to get to the parking area by 7:30 because that's when they shut down the streets. We arrived at 7:10am and chilled in the car for a bit. The Tot Trot was at 8. Our race was at 8:45am. It was a bunch of hurry up and wait and I'm not a fan of that. The Tot Trot should have been after the actual Turkey Trot.
I popped in my Clif Shot Blok and assumed "chipmunk status" as Brandon calls it and waited for the race to begin.
( Side note: I fuel with Clif Shot Bloks. I usually have one every 3-4 miles. I let them sit in my mouth like a piece of gum. It really looks more like I have a chew in my mouth which is why Brandon says I look like a chipmunk. The reason I leave it sitting in my mouth is so my mouth doesn't dry out. For some reason, a dry mouth makes me think I can't go any further and slows me down greatly. )
Because it was a simple 5K, there were no needs for corrals. But because there were no corrals, the faster runners got mixed in with the slower runners. This wouldn't have been a big deal except it seemed like all the fast runners were a little ruder than they could have been. I get they have PRs they want to set as well, but dang, giving a simple "On your left/right" would have been nice.
Mile 1 wasn't bad at all. Other runners were passing me, but I stayed focused and ran my race. I knew that most of them would crap out soon and I'd catch up with them and pass them.
Mile 2 is when things started to even out. It takes me about a mile or so to get settled into my run and I felt that during this time. I also noticed that I was catching up to people who had passed me so quickly during the beginning. This motivated me and I started kicking it into gear. People were also really friendly during this time as well. I also saw two other runners with doo-rags on like me. One was a guy who rocked it 80s style and the other was a woman. Her doo-rag matched her outfit. She became my target to pass.
Mile 3-3.1 was the most fun and the least fun at the same time.
Around 2.5 we did a small loop and we got to see the runners ahead of us. There were lots of high fives and "Happy Thanksgiving's" during this time, but when I turned around and was on other side, I realized why these people seemed a little fake happy. It was because they were about to run the hill from hell. No joke, it was straight up, but I was determined to run up it the entire way. I did and I even passed a big football player. We made it up that hill and I could see the finish line...sorta. The reason I couldn't see the finish line entirely was because we had another hill to run up!! It was less than pleasant to finish on a hill. I also was a little peturbed because I had to stop running and walk long enough to blow snot rockets so I could breathe easier. I could have finished faster.
It still was a good day for me. Like I mentioned yesterday, I PR'd on my mile time and also on my race time.
I saw Brandon at the finish line, but he didn't see me. He said I needed something brighter on. I'm gonna take that as code to buy more running clothes.
- Other than the hill from hell, I really liked this course. It was a fun race.
- Everyone was very happy. It was also a lot of fun to wish Happy Thanksgiving to the other runners.
- The sun was out. I'm weird in that I like running with the sun shining.
- The race shirt was a t-shirt. I'd much rather have a tech shirt. I don't like running in cotton because I chafe and also because in a t-shirt I can't get rid of the sweat.
- We started our Turkey later than we wanted because of the later start. It was a pain in the butt.
- They ran out of bananas and all they had was cookies so options weren't that great if you're someone who tries to stay away from processed sugars.