The race today was very different than my first. I ran some of the first mile and some of the last mile. That took about 7 minutes off my previous finish time. I finished the race at 57:11 and I finished ahead of 6 other people. I did however come in about 6 minutes behind an 89 year old man. There's motivation for you, finish ahead of people who are a billion years old.
About a mile and a half into the race I'd settled into a nice walk pace and I see someone ahead of me. Seems like a short person of some kind. They seemed to have a nice slow pace so I was catching up. Said short person turns around sees me getting closer and sprints away. Okay whatever I keep up my pace. Turns out the short person is a young boy. Apparently the old chick catching up to him was brusing his newly forming male ego. Not one to crush the spirits of a preteen I let him play this little game. Right up until I mentioned to him to tie his shoe and I'd wait so as not to pass him. The little dork broke wide with major male attitude so I let it be.
Mile 2 finishes and I start to run some again. This makes our little man nervous so he starts to run again and passes me. He doesn't get too far because he busts out all his speed on a short spurt and can't keep it up. As much of a mess as I am I can still run further and longer than this kid. And that's what I did. Left his little ego driven self in the dust. Yeah that's right I'm pleased about beating down the spirit of a 10 year old.
I walked a while once he was far enough behind me to stop being a pest and saved what I could so that I could run the last bit of the race. I wanted to run across the line and not walk it. As silly as this probably sounds that meant a lot to me.
So the race is over and I'm looking for some bagels. Since the run was sponsored by Entenmenn's I guess I understand why they had all the snack cakes and stuff. But I really just wanted a half of a bagel. And water. Just water. Not Gatorade, just a bottle of water. Seriously is Gatorade that thretened by Poland Spring?
Next race for me will probably be one of the Pumpkin Runs just before Halloween.
4 comments:
Congrats on your progress! It's impressive, especially after a knee injury.
I think a lot of races are afraid to serve plain water anymore. A couple years ago there was a rash of people essentially over-hydrating themselves (drinking a lot of water without eating or otherwise replenishing minerals in their system) and dying. I thought it was really only happening in marathons, though. Oh, well. I guess it's better to err on the side of safety.
I just really hate gatorade.
Ah. Nothing more to be said about it, then.
I am a bit disturbed by your failure to push people down. In two consecutive races now, you had the opportunity to push someone down that deserved it, and you didn't. That makes me sad.
No not true, I eventually did crush the child.
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