Friday night we got our race packets and decided that Saturday we needed to make sure we 'carb loaded' for those silly six miles. Do you really need to carb load for 6 miles? No. But is it a good reason to eat pasta? Yes.
Whatever excuse I need to actually eat real pasta I'll take.
Sunday morning it was 26 degrees when we got into the racing line. 26. The only place I want to see 26 right now is my drivers license, not the weather app. I've never run in that type of weather, but I did realize one thing. It's good to have pants on over your pants.
The pants over my pants saved me. Along with gloves, a head thing, and multiple layers.
This was where we were in the crowd. The race technically began at 8 a.m., but I don't think we crossed the starting line until around 8:20 a.m. It was a slow start but we ran the first three miles. By mile four I had lost my breath a bit because it was so cold and I wasn't focusing on my breathing as I should have been so my side was cramping a bit. I'm not usually a runner. 2-3 miles is usually my max, but apparently once a year I like to do run six like I know what I'm doing. I don't.
The best (WORST) part about the LR 10K is the bridge. Running up a bridge? Ridiculous. I made Allison slow down and we quickly (or not quickly) walked it. I'm in no competition, I just want to finish the race. Slow and steady still wins.
We also ran into Kelly who had it on her bucket list to run a 10K. She actually ran the entire thing, I'm proud of her!
Once we were done with the race we went to a small race party (just a party to celebrate other people running) and cheered on those marathon runners who decided to run 26.2 miles.
I thought 6 miles was silly, they decided to add an additional 20 to theirs. As we cheered on the marathon runners we drank champagne and discussed that next year we just 'have' to do the half-marathon.
(No, I do not 'have' to do the half... or any other race for a while.)
Let me know if you can find us!