When my alarm when off at 5 am this morning, I was so not feeling it. Waking up early to run, again? No thanks. I laid my head back on my pillow and told myself to go back to sleep. Instead of sleeping, I started thinking about the race I was supposed to run, the shirts, how cool the location was. I (very slowly) got up and put on my running clothes. Off to the 10k I went!
I realized when I got to the race site that I didn’t have my Garmin with me. (I forgot it! How is that even possible?) I wasn’t feeling the idea of running with zero idea of my pace, time, or distance, so I scrambled to figure out the Runkeeper App on my phone. I had never used it before and didn’t know how reliable it’d be, but I figured it was better than nothing.
Right at 8 am the race started, and the huge crowd took off. The first portion of the race goes over the new Margaret Hunt Hill Bridge, which I loved. It was really wide (room for everyone to spead out!) and it was gorgeous to see up close.
I noticed lots of people stopping on the bridge to take pictures. It was kind of annoying when they’d stop right in front of me, but because I had no idea how fast I was going anyway, I just brushed it off and kept going.
About a mile in, Stephen called me. It was such a bummer to see his number on my phone and know that I couldn’t talk to him. I wish that I had just pulled over to the side and chatted with him for an hour or two. Race schmace. But when my phone rang, I didn’t think that fast. I talked to him for just a moment to say that I couldn’t talk. Whomp whomp.
The majority of the race felt very quiet. I didn’t have my music with me, I didn’t how fast I was going, and I’ve started to get very used to talking to people when I run. I was tempted to strike up a conversation or two with my fellow runners, but I didn’t want to throw anyone off their game since it was a race. It was just me and my thoughts.
Half a mile or so from the finish, we were back at the bridge. This time we had to run uphill (boo), and I was tired. The one thing that got me through it: knowing that it wasn’t as bad as any of the Austin hills. (Seriously, if you need a confidence booster, go run hills in Austin. It will make you think you are a badass.)
Once I got on the bridge, I knew that the end was near. Just a bit of flat running, followed by a sweet downhill right to the finish. I sprinted my little heart out.
My Stats (according to Runkeeper):
- 6.28 mile finish time: 53:27
- Average pace: 8:31
It turns out, my Runkeeper finish time was exactly the same as my chip time. I guess it is reliable! Those white bars, they allow you to see your average pace for every single minute. Cray-cray. I’ll definitely be busting out this bad boy again.
This also means, I have a new 10k PR! Not bad for a race that I didn’t even want to run.*