The one downside to this race was there isn’t a ton of parking close by and the roads were pretty busy. We were about 20 minutes away from race start when Mike decided to drop me off and go find street parking. So I had a short, two minute walk to the starting area and I got in the corral by the 9 minute pace sign. Meanwhile, Mike found a parking spot about ¼ of a mile away and walked to the start, lining up towards the back of the pack. I love that Mike will come and do a 5K in single digit temperatures “with” me even though I’m way ahead of him.
It wasn’t too crowded when I first got there so I got in my dynamic warm-up moves. However, it ot crowded pretty quickly and by the time it was race start we were packed in. Which wasn’t bad since it was chilly out there. The temperature was single digits and it was probably about -5 to -8 with the windchill. So, a regular run temperature for me!
When the start gun went off, I felt like I was going slow and was anxious if I was going to PR on this race. My 5K PR was 28:35 (a 9:12 average pace) and it didn’t feel like i was going that fast. I was hoping that the crowds would thin out soon and I’d get going faster. That’s the downside of self-corralling races, you end up weaving around people who line up in a spot way too fast.
However, I shouldn’t have been worried about not going fast enough. Looking back at my data, I was going at a sub-9 minute pace after the first minute. But it seriously didn’t feel like that. I finally looked at my watch around the ¾ mile mark and almost swore when I saw my pace was around 8:35 min/mile. I don’t think I’ve ever run a sub-9 minute mile. So I was both happy and scared. Was I going to be able to keep it up?
I passed the first mile marker and kept on passing people. There’s something that makes me feel good when I pass people on a race course. Of course, I don’t pay attention to the people passing me.
I kept on feeling great during mile two and I was thinking that I was going to get a better PR than I originally thought. I was going to be super happy about PR-ing by five seconds with how long it’s been since I raced a 5K. By the time I passed mile two, I realized even if I somehow slowed to a 10 minute mile, I’d still PR by almost 90 seconds.
I slowed down just a bit in the final mile. I wasn’t hurting or feeling like I was losing steam but I didn’t want to crash and burn at the last moment. And I think doing this was the right choice since I had enough left in me to give a good kick across the finish line.