Stop, Vomit, Pass out, Die..
Every single thought went through my head at mile 2.2
I HATE the 5k
This past Tuesday I decided to run the Wesley Chapel Fast 5k. It was a small, cheap, and local. This event happens every other Tuesdays in Wesley Chapel right across from the new Outlets. I still have yet to go to the outlets. The start is right across the street and is a 1(ish) mile loop that you do almost 3x. I actually really likes the course because you are never alone. It started promptly at 7:45 pm.
I had a 25 minute tempo run that morning but I decided to be lazy and sleep in so I know I had to go. I left my house a little after 6:15 and made my way up North a little. I got there around 7, used the Chik-fil-A restroom and went for my 1 mile warm up. The warm up was surprisingly ‘fast” for me these days. I did it around 11:40 ish.
I walked over to the site of the start and the race directer approached me and we chatted for a few minutes. Gave him my payment then met up with Lindsay who I was talking to about going. We met through Team in Training and is running and is training for her first full. I am not so secretly hoping she runs 26.2 miles with me at Disney!
I was very happy to see her there since it was such a small race. There were no bibs, everyone just new each others names.
In my head I knew I wanted to negative spilt, I had my mile goals in my head. I wanted to hit 11:00, 10:30 10:00.
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As soon as the horn went off, so were we. All 10 or so of us :)
Those times went right out the door. Lindsay and I ran the first 2 miles together, or I should say she ran them with me. We were able to hold on to a conversation so I didn’t think I was going too fast. I looked down at my watch after the first .25 and saw 9:30 and knew I had to go slower so I attempted to slow down. I was finally able to get my first mile to a 10:12. Mile 2 was about a 10:20 and then shit hit the fan.
I told Lindsay she didn’t have to wait for me, a little after mile 2 I put my water bottle down, I dropped it, went back to pick it up. I was a mess. I was dying! I didn’t think I could keep running. I was trying to keep the pace as close to 11 as possible, I didn’t want to positive split but I did. I slowed it down telling myself since I technically did a way too fast tempo I can do the rest as a cool down. I wanted to walk so bad, I seriously thought I was going to vomit everywhere. I finally made it to the finish line and thought I was going to pass out.
I finished in 33:!3- I tell myself a 10:30 pace should not be hard and then I remember I live in Florida in the middle of summer. The weather was nice, it was cool in the low 80s.
I am most proud that I didn’t I've up, I didn't walk. My last 5k- over a year ago I walked 2x- I am also pretty sure I finished that race 3 minutes or so faster.
At the finish there was nice ice cold water and cold wash clothes. It was wonderful!
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If the race started earlier I would 100% do this race again. I go back to work next week and a 7:45 start is just too late for me when school starts. If you are in the area, I would run this. Everyone is so friendly. There is a cash prize for the first 2 males and females. I places top 5 in the women- There were 5 women.. HAHA!! and I was the last one to finish. I knew going in I would be the last to finish and I still went- Getting my brain game in order!!
What is your favorite race distance? The Half marathon
What is your most hated race distance? The 5k