Saturday was my second 5k. I'm sure none of you want to hear my race recap, but I'm going to tell you anyway.
Ran the Run for Hope 5k with hubby, who obviously ran much faster than me. He may be a little rusty (according to him), but his years and years of soccer training tend to make an appearance as soon as he kicks it into serious gear. He's able to run much faster than me with much less advance training.
I had mixed feelings about this one. I was not at all prepared for the number of hills on the course. Seriously, I didn't even know you could fit that many small-to-medium hills into a 5k course. It was super painful, since I wasn't prepared. I was extra winded, couldn't keep a steady time, and got the most painful stitch in my side of my life.
All that said, I did somehow (miracle of miracles!) manage to beat my previous time. Must have been doing something right. Made it in 31:39.
Yes, I know I'm still slow, but I'm pretty proud of that number. I could have beat it by MUCH more if the course/hills hadn't half-defeated me and if I hadn't been almost doubled over in pain halfway through from the awful stitch in my side. Oh well. I beat the girl in the neon top with perfectly fixed hair, who provided excellent motivation for the last half mile or so. (Who still has perfectly curled hair at the END of a race?! Not me. That's for sure.)
Next up, I want to try a 10k!
Happy Monday!
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