Wait what? Did I read that right?
yes, you did. Do not panic, you have not accidentally stumbled onto a blog that you did not expect to be at. I did a race today!
The Sculpt 6k Run/Walk.
And not only did I start the race, but I finished it as well! BOOM! 78 minutes and 2 seconds! Yay! Personal best! (it comes down to just about 1k in 13 minutes). Ok, so I’ve read my friend Andrea’s race recaps and now, I think I’m going to try and do an homage to her and her style. In other words, copycat!
Looks! It was the starting line! I have no idea how many people there were, but I did see some people with numbers in the 4000s, so we’ll go with that. Somewhere in that mass of 4000 estrogen filled bodies I am. I was near the back. Because, well, I’m not a runner, and that’s what walkers do! We stay near the back!
There I am! It is fair to say that all of those lovely ladies around me, well I quickly got left behind by them. Yeup! Nothing like the feeling of being dropped to the back of the pack oh-so-quickly. I started questioning myself at that point, very early on in the race. If I was being left behind so quickly, by so many other women, what in the world was I doing here? If I could be left behind just like that, even with walking at a fairly fast pace, was I going to be the very last one through the finish line? Will everybody else have been packed up and waiting for me to show up so that they could leave? Would I have the trailer car behind me, creeping along after me and picking up the traffic cones?
But nevertheless! I put on the Biggest Loser Workout Mix (Latin walking beats!) and I put my head down and walked. I yelled at that voice in my head and told it to shut up and sit at the back of the bus and I kept going. Because that’s what you’re supposed to do, right? You’re supposed to yell at your inner demons and make them behave, right?
Ee waited for me on one of the street corners, just so that he could take some pictures of me ‘en route’.
This is me getting completely lapped by a runner. Completely. Ee said that the first runners started to show up for their 2nd lap within ten minutes of my leaving the starting line. I know that I’m nowhere up to that particular speed, and I doubt I ever will be, but still that’s impressive! At this point, I was still breathing and moving to the Latin Beat! And Holy Cow. Looking at this picture just helps me see that I really have lost some weight. Especially around the top half of my body. I still have a ways to go, but man, I have actually gotten a bit smaller! Neat!
So the weather this morning was a bit overcast, and somewhere around the 3.5k mark it started to drizzle. Actually at that point it was fairly welcome. I don’t know if my brain told me to do this or if it was something that I had picked up as a suggestion from somebody, but I found a group of ladies that seemed to be 1) used to this kind of thing and 2) keeping a fairly even pace, so I decided to stay near them. I didn’t turn their trio into a quartet, but I did keep them in my sights and did my best to stay as close to them as I could. They were my marker. They moved to avoid a pothole, I moved to avoid the pothole. I had decided that those ladies and I were getting to the finish line at the same time if I had to run to keep up with them.
Those Ladies will never know just how much I appreciate them being there. They were an anchor that helped pull me through the last half of the race. The other anchor, of course, being Ee. He stood on street corners to take pictures of me passing by. And then he would run ahead to stand on another street corner. He would walk alongside me for a minute, just to give me some encouragement and then race ahead to be waiting for me at the finish line.
What’s that you say? Finish line?
So the ladies in red sprinted a bit to cross the line in 1hour, 18 minutes exactly, and I was two seconds behind them. that makes my new Personal Best for 6k; 1:18:02. YES! I told myself that I would be happy with anything so long as it didn’t go over 1:30:00. And I didn’t! I wasn’t even close! Well ok, I was closer to that time than some others were, but still! The point is, I beat the goal that I set for myself, I wasn’t the last person through the finish, and I actually did finish!
Lookit that smile! That is the look of somebody who has achieved a goal, and doesn’t feel too tired about it!
All in all, the race was fairly, dare I say it, easy. My feet hurt a bit right now, and I have a long way to go before I am overly happy with my body shape and the changes that I want to make, but I set myself a goal and I met, and surpassed, it. And that is huge!
And now, that I am basking in my glory of being accomplished, I really do have to thank some people. Andrea and Ellen and Kati for being some of the most awesome sources of support in this. I started to have doubts, but then you ladies picked me back up and put back on the right path. You probably didn’t even realize you were doing it, that’s how awesome you are. So thanks for that! To the folks at the end of the race, the ones who stood at the finish line and cheered and applauded for everybody else as they finished. I can’t even being to say what that felt like. Or what it meant. That was amazing, to walk through the finish line and to have people cheering for you because you had finished something that you started. Everybody should get that feeling more often. Not all the time, but it was definitely a feeling of intense pleasure and accomplishment and a job well done. Huge. Just huge.
And for Ee. You woke up at 7am on a sunday morning. You rolled out of the nice warm bed on a dreary, chilly weekend to drive me into the city. You waited on street corners for me and took pictures of me doing something that I had been meaning to do and accomplishing that which I needed to accomplish. You waited in the drizzly, rainy morning among all the other people also waiting, and at the end of the race you were there. You hugged me, you kissed me, and you bought me frozen lemonade. You have been such a huge support for me in all of this, in every little bit that I’ve wanted to get done and you have helped push me so much that I am now doing things I never thought possible. You have made all of this that much better, and that much worth it.
So that’s it, my friends! My first Race Recap! Holy cow!
Thanks for sticking around with me on this amazing journey, It’s only going to get better from here!
Now, I’m going to go soak my feet in some epsom salts, curl up with some hot tea and a book, and enjoy the rainy sunday afternoon.