Last week the boys had Thursday and Friday off of school, so we headed down to the Outer Banks of North Carolina for a little family vacation (more on the vacation part tomorrow.) I was able to find a race on Saturday, so I decided to knock off another state.
Short story: 44:45 8K (30 seconds slower than my PR), approximately 18 out of 59, 5th woman, and 2nd in my age group.
After two days of awesome weather, I woke in the wee hours of Saturday morning to pouring rain and strong winds. Crap! I don’t mind running in a little rain, but steady downpour is not my thing. Luckily, the race wasn’t until noon. As the morning wound towards noon, there appeared to be a break in the rain coming. It was still windy, so I chose to wear my windbreaker with shorts and a short sleeve shirt.
The race I was running was the inaugural Hot Pursuit 8k, which was in honor of fallen officers of Dare County, NC.
The race was touted as hilly and challenging. I compared it to my neighborhood and thought “no big deal”. Turns out I was wrong. It was a small race and started right on time with a yell of “ready, set, go!” Within the first few steps, my hat got blown off. I grabbed it and stuck it in my pocket. I also knew within the first quarter mile that my legs were not in the game. Not really sure why, but they felt like they had a build up of lactic acid, yet I was just starting and I wasn’t going that fast. Maybe it had to do with the walking we’d done the previous two days. Maybe I was still recovering from my longest run in ages that I did on Tuesday. Who knows? All I know is that the race became all about my mental strength. Could I keep my legs turning over even though they were tired?
Yes, yes, I could. Despite the tired legs, a challenging course (the hills were the worst kind – long and just steep enough to be hard), and a foot that went numb at mile 3 (shoe tied too tight?), I managed to get under 45 minutes (my goal) AND only get passed by three people.
I finished the race feeling like I’d run a half marathon. Thankfully, this race knew how to put on a finish line party. Dunkin donuts? Yes, thank you, I’ll take two. All in all, while I didn’t have a great race, the race itself was awesome and very well organized. I highly recommend running it if you are ever in that area.
And another state bites the dust. Only 32 more to go!