If Syracuse hadn’t lost to Dayton Saturday, I might have consumed less beer and cheese the night before my race. And if I had consumed less beer and cheese the night before my race, I might have run a 5K PR.
Instead, I consumed a great deal of beer and cheese Saturday night and still ran a 20:22 (10 seconds slower than my PR) on Sunday. I regret nothing.
This is a fun race because I can walk/jog to the start. It’s not totally flat, but the “hills” are ones I run on every time I run from the house, which is often.
I paced myself really well, with each mile slightly faster than the last. And I won my age group (and was fifth lady overall). I will take it!
Most running calculators say that the 5K times I can run are those of a 3:15-3:20 marathoner. Lolz. I hope working with my coach can help me at least get closer to that. I hope I am not just destined to succeed at 5Ks at the expense of all longer distances. (Although I am kind of excited to be succeeding at 5Ks. I never thought I’d be able to go sub-20 and I definitely think that’s within reach, with proper training.)
And here’s an awkward photo of only my legs, courtesy of that same local news site’s slideshow: