I know, cheesy play on words. I was trying to be a bit creative and then I failed miserably. Oh well!
Meagan asked me if I wanted to do the Firecracker 5 miler a couple of weeks ago. It takes place in Schoolcraft, a town about a half hour away from me. It’s always held on the 4th (hence the name) and it’s a really cheap race. As in $20 – for the big W. I’ve signed up in the past but haven’t run it since I slept through the early wake up call. Naturally.
This year, I knew I couldn’t sleep through it since I was going to meet Meagan. Not only would that have been really mean but I was looking forward to running with her. I didn’t sign up ahead of time so I left my place at 6:45 am to get there with plenty of time to register.
As I mentioned yesterday, I’ve had a bit of race-phobia as of late. It’s been like this for the last 6 months and even though I was signed up for 4 or 5 races, I didn’t run any of them. My racing confidence was in the toilet, so much so that I really doubted I could run any distance without stopping. Of course rather than signing up for a 5k to deal with this, I signed up for a 5 miler. When I got there to register, I realized I had completely forgot to bring cash or check. Awesome – suddenly any help my little pep talk had given me before I left vanished as it dawned on me that I’ve forgotten how to race altogether.
The race was a lot bigger than either Meagan or I anticipated but they had a ton of parking. I was able to drive to a gas station a short ways away, get cash and still come back to a space close to the start. I told Meagan I was worried about racing and she told me, “It’s just a run”. This helped me relax and I confided a) my goal was to run the whole thing and b) keep a 11:30 pace.
Guess what?! We accomplished both goals! I totally would have walked if Meagan hadn’t been there to run with me, keep me motivated as well as distracted. We ran about a 11:20ish pace so I was pleased with that as well. Meagan and I got to catch up, run the race and enjoy some time together. The course wasn’t difficult but I had still convinced myself I wouldn’t be able to run all of it. We followed a guy who ran the whole thing carrying an American flag – it was both impressive and inspiring.
The race was well organized, although we did start about 15 mins late. They had two water stops and one had a hose set up as a sprinkler as it was getting nice and toasty outside. At then end there was watermelon (so satisfying!) and some chocolate milk, which made me a happy gal. Also, I wore my Oiselle long roga shorts. Let me just say, I have NEVER worn shorts in a race. It always seems way to risky – because let’s face it, chub-rub is no fun and shorts that ride up really embarrass me. Thankfully though, these shorts hold up to their reputation!
I’m really happy I (finally) ran a race! It helped to push aside those nagging doubts and was a wonderful way to spend part of my holiday! I hope all of you had a happy 4th and if you ran any races, I would love to hear about them!