To put it in runner's terms, it was comparable to a marathon...only this was the second half of a challenging course en route to that epic finish line. Having survived the previous week (leading up to Prom, and all the necessary preparations), this week was all about recovery (for myself, from the Drake Half Marathon) and dance recital rehearsals (for the daughter and myself).
How did we fare?
Well, on Monday, we were blessed with beautiful, sunshiny weather. Although I felt pretty good considering the previous day's half marathon, my lack of sleep was still at play. I suspected my body was a lot more exhausted than I was aware, and when I headed out for my #nevermissaMonday run, all suspicions were confirmed. Nothing really hurt, but everything certainly felt like it was moving in slow-mo. None the less, after two easy-paced miles, things felt better. And I slept like a rock (after several hours of dance rehearsals) that evening.
Anyways, having never run a 1-mile race before, I had no idea of a strategy. I knew it would be a fast race, though, due to the distance and relatively flat terrain of the course. Barb and I did an easy 1-mile warm-up run before hopping in line right as the race began. My hope was to run that mile in (or around) eight minutes. I have had some mile splits in the 8:05-8:20 range (usually inadvertently, at the start of a downhill race), but I have never maintained that kind of a pace for an extended period of time or distance. This race was pretty crowded. There were runners, walkers, strollers...all lined up with no rhyme or reason (by the way, this was the "recreational wave," there was also a competitive wave and an invite-only elite wave). Thankfully, we were towards the front of the herd, so the necessary weaving was minimal.
When I made it to the finish line and saw the 7 lit up on the clock (indicating I was under 8-minutes), I was in so much disbelief. I glanced at my watch, and there it was...7:56 (somehow I managed 1.01 mile in distance). But when I noticed my actual pace showing 7:52, I was in even more disbelief. I didn't bother sticking around for awards (because not only did I have more dance rehearsals to get back for, I assumed there were others much faster than me for that short of a distance). I later learned that I finished 3rd in my age group (of 74), 182 (of the 1,275 females), and overall 603 (out of the total 2,386 1-mile participants)! The gal who won (overall), though, finished in 4:35 so my ego is still very much in check.
|A very successful Bulldog Double!|
|Screw calm, go running|
|Finally! Some of the spring flowers are blooming!|
|Saturday's clear, blue sky and sunrise were amazing!|
|gotta love the open road|
In case you missed them, here's last week's posts:
Not My Typical Week
Drake Relays Half Marathon 2018
Runfessing the latest
In other news:
Did you catch my #FridayFashionFlair post of Instagram? As much as I love my bright colors, I also love the crispness of white. I actually am not afraid to wear it year-round, because why not? Adding brightly colored pieces to your white outfit enhances BOTH the white and the accent colors because of the contrast. Play along! Post a pic of your Friday outfit (or a favorite outfit from the week), use the hashtag (#FridayFashionFlair), and drop me a tag (@Runningonthefly).
|This was so much fun!|
How are things in your world? Ever had back-to-back weeks of craziness? Ever run a 1-mile race? Ever danced in a recital?
I'm linking up with Holly and Wendy for the Weekly Wrap. This weekly check-in is such a great place to connect with fellow fitness-minded peeps. Please join us!