Let me just say that I am in love with this race. I really don’t like the extreme heat that a summer evening brings, and the course can be slightly boring if you like a lot of excitement, but this is a great race. First off, onto the important news…
My 2011 time: 59:03
My 2012 time: 1:04:14
My 2013 time: 1:03:21 <<<——– Oh yeah! I beat last years time, and that’s all that matters.
I knew there was NO way that I was going to PR this race, but I am pretty happy that I was able to keep pace with last year and even drop a minute-ish in the process. On Wednesday at dinner it was decided that Brady was going to run in his very first 1K race. He was practically skipping around the house when we told him he could run. Brady’s 1K was at 7:00 pm and the 8K was at 7:30 pm, so we had plenty of time to watch Brady in his racing debut.
Carah and Brady look ready for their races:
Brady had some trouble during his 1K, as in he walked a fair amount, sat down at one point and was kneeling over to catch his breath on a few occasions. Brady was slowly learning the difference between sprinting and jogging. Jeff ran the race with him and I know that it meant a lot to Brady to have his dad at his side. Brady did sprint to the finish line when he saw it.
Brady even got a finishers medal for his race! A very cool thing for a 5 year old to experience, and to have a takeaway was just the cherry on top of the sundae.
But there wasn’t much time to celebrate his first run, Carah and I had to start lining up for our 8K. We were both pretty anxious to get started at this point.
And just for funsies I took a picture of our amazingly bright shoes. The notion of shoe picture funsies was lost on Carah, but I like keeping her on her toes.
Carah was having a hard time getting through the first 2 miles. The #1 thing we have learned about Carah over the past few weeks of training…Carah hates running when it is hot out. We practically had to force Carah out the door for training runs and even then, she hated them. I almost felt like I guilted her into running the race. The furthest race she had ever run in was a 5K, so this 8K was a decent jump in race mileage for a 9 year old.
As I may have mentioned…this race is not very scenic. Okay, it IS scenic, if your taste in scenery is Ohio farmland.
One thing I like to do during a race to keep my pace is to pick a racing buddy. Now this person doesn’t know they are racing with you and they don’t know that you are trying to pass them and finish before them. But this is a technique that has worked for me before and I was teaching Carah how it can keep you motivated. For mile 2 our running buddy was yellow shirt girl. She was walk/running like we were and we knew we could overtake her.
After we passed yellow shirt and she was well behind us, we moved onto blue tank. And blue tank was seriously moving, she had a serious pace on her. As you can tell, I really get into naming our running buddies, it takes me time to think of these highly technical running nicknames. Sadly, when we walked through the second water stop blue tank ran through it. And when she disappeared around the corner we knew it was probably hopeless to catch her again.
Up until this time Carah had been running with me. I was pushing her to run more often then she wanted (remember she hates hot weather running). Typically Carah is a speedy little devil, but we wanted to make sure she didn’t overtire during her longest race yet. When we turned a corner and we saw the mile 4 marker, she looked at me and smiled then took off running…fast. She knew she could crush a mile and she was ready to stretch her legs at that point. I saw her bobbing and weaving around the running traffic and she was passing people every 5 yards or so. I knew I couldn’t keep up with her in any way but I increased my speed and ran my heart out until the finish line. Part of the good news is that I passed blue tank along that last mile and beat her by a few minutes at the finish.
So, I was very excited that I beat my time last year and happy that I made it through the race in one piece. Just kidding, I knew I would be okay. I really do like this race and I will keep doing it I think.
When we were training for the race Carah was pretty sure she wouldn’t do another summer race. As we were driving home I asked her what her feelings were about the race now that part of her runners high had worn off…she said she wanted to do this race again next year, heat or no heat. She truly is a runner at heart. Hating the race at the line up and wanted to do more at the finish.