Hello! This week has kind of been a blur. Do you ever have weeks like that? Where all of a sudden it’s the weekend and it’s like, “what happened”? Ha.
Tomorrow is all about attempting to get caught up on laundry and maybe addressing Christmas cards, so I figured I better get a little recap from this morning’s race on here.
I ran my third trail race ever this morning. I am not a trail runner, but I did dust of my Mizuno Wave Kazan’s last night. Ha ha.
It was a later start, so I actually got to sleep in a bit this morning opposed to my usually 4:11 alarm. Once I got ready I even had time to cut up some post race kabocha. Ha ha.
I did, however, drive to the wrong place where I “thought” the race was starting. Oops. After a couple frantic texts to the sweet Smitha I found my way.
Trail races are always super low key and everyone is just so nice and casually hanging out beforehand. I actually got there with just enough time to get my race number, go to the bathroom and head to the start. That was a must since we were warned that there weren’t any bathrooms on the course.
It was pretty darn cold and although I knew the course was going to be beautiful, I also knew that I was going to be too wussy to take out my phone and take my gloves off for pictures. So I talked one nice lady to take a before picture for me.
I pretty much went with dark clothes since it was a trail race. You never know how dirty it’s going to get out there and it had just rained the night before.
The race was more rocky and used a little more maneuvering than I had thought it would be. Man I am not good at staying light on my feet over the rocks. I always slow way down going down hill too. I’m actually quite surprised I never fell on my face. Ha ha.
The course was an out and back two different ways. We went one way about 2.5 miles and turned around and then went the other way about 4 miles and turned around. I didn’t check out the course beforehand, but there were some single track parts where people were coming the other way so it got just a little bit tricky.
I saw Smitha around mile 10.
See that guy there behind me. I pretty much chased him the entire race. You’re alone a lot out there on the trail and it’s nice to find someone to try to catch.
Who needs to buy race photos when you have friends racing with phones? (Thanks Smitha for the pictures.)
I got super excited for the finish because I knew I was one of the tops females and that the boys and Andrew might be there. I tried to pick up the pace a little more to impress them, but then never saw them.
The finish came up quick though. They just kind of said good job and handed me my medal.
I still looked around to try to find my family, but no such luck.
Finally I found them and found out they were down by the lake throwing rocks instead of watching the race. Obviously that was way more important.
LOVE THESE GUYS!
We waited around for the awards.
I was kinda hoping for some cash or something so we could have a nice dinner tonight, but I got this really awesome glass mug instead.
Can’t wait to fill that puppy up.
I’m so thrilled. The race just felt good and right. That’s how life feels right now. I’m not running as much or as hard, but somehow things are finally falling into place.
I never stopped my Polar GPS once I finished, but again Smitha saved the day and sent this to me.
There’s always a time in life or a mile during a race when you doubt yourself and want to either turn around, give up or just take the easy way out, but it’s those times that you need to dig deep and fight for what you really want. It doesn’t matter how many times you’ve tried before and failed. It’s yours so fight for it, whether it be a big dream, a personal goal, a race PR, reprioritizing life, whatever it is- IT’S YOURS! GO GET IT!
Have a wonderful rest of your weekend!