The AJC Peachtree Road Race is the world’s biggest 10K. There were about 60,000 people who registered this year. I haven’t run many 10K races, but I probably should add some more in because they’re good training. It’s crazy how it’s so different to try to run 6 miles at a faster pace than to run 13 or 26 at a slower pace.
I knew the race was going to be short and I was planning on just having fun, but I still got the race jitters the night before. I got my little patriotic outfit all ready.
and topped with chocolate NuttZo.
We all met in the lobby and yes, I was the only dork with a race tag still on my shoe.
We attempted to take some good flat run bird pictures on our short walk to the starting line at Lennox Mall.
Yes, I know, the key word is attempted. Ha.
The starting line wasn’t too crowded. We saw the elites warming up in front of everyone. Since the race is so big they have a lot (and I mean A LOT) of corrals with different starting times. I’m not sure of the exact number, but there were about 20 or so.
We got lucky and were up in front. The national anthem at the beginning of a race is always the best and even more so on the 4th of July.
I finally got a couple good run bird pictures.
They’re having a little contest with the pictures so you know, I have to try to bring it. Ha ha.
Rain and thunderstorms were in the forecast so I knew my socks wouldn’t stay white for long.
Sarah and I both talked about how we had no clue how fast we were going to run. I didn’t have any goals or anything, but figured I could push it a little since it was shorter than what I’m used to. I for sure just wanted to take it all in though.
We were up in group A so we started out quickly. It was a little crowded at the start and we had to do a little weaving in and out of people, but I had expected it to be so much worse.
We ran together and chatted for the first 3 miles. We were together just long enough to get blessed twice by the priest on the side of the road sprinkling holy water on the runners.
Then she sped up and I slowed down. It started raining a bit harder and everything was wet. It was funny too because they had all these fire hydrants and hoses spraying water for the runners, but it was raining so we really didn’t need it.
There were a couple of hills and one of them was called cardiac hill. They weren’t too bad though and there were a few really nice downhill portions along the course.
The second half of the race felt like it took a little longer than the first. Probably because it did for me. Ha. I had a bit of a tough time with my breathing and I’m not sure if it was the humidity or what, but it was really nice seeing that finish line come up rather quickly though.
We knew we had to meet our Mizuno intern, Sam at the letter M so he could show us how to get to Marta to get back to the hotel. We spotted what we thought was the right M sign right away and headed over.
Yeah, we found out really quickly that this particular M was for a size medium shirt, NOT for the meet up area. I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed sometimes.
We got a race shirt and a box of food goodies.
Then we trudged through the soggy park to find Sam at the right M.
It was still raining and starting to lightening a bit so we headed out right away.
It was a much longer walk that we thought getting to Marta, but we finally made it.
While we were getting on to go back to the hotel there were others who were getting on to get to the start line because their wave hadn’t even started yet. Crazy, huh? You could definitely tell who had already raced and who hadn’t.
We got back to see one of the last waves start.
We thought about attempting to run it again, but decided against it. I guess there was someone though who did race it twice this year for the first time ever. If I come back again I want to try that.
It would’ve been hard to run with Starbucks in my hand anyway. Yeah, we made a pit stop on the way back to the hotel. My name is spelled differently all the time and 90% of the time it’s wrong. Ha.
My goodie box survived the wet walk,
but I opted for my own snacks to refuel.
I finally looked at my GPS once I got back to the hotel.
I had expected to do a little better, but that’s okay. I guess I’m taking this whole becoming a recreational runner thing pretty seriously. Ha. Kidding, but really, I have some work to do if I want to see what I’m really capable of. I’m just not sure if that’s a priority at the moment. I’m just embracing life as it is.
The race was awesome. The course was great and so was the crowd support. It was just a super fun race. I totally see how everyone who lived there runs it year after year. I would too.
Thank you so much Mizuno for the opportunity and for one heck of an incredible experience. I’m so grateful and still smiling.