Stick Fork In Me!
The past few days have been awesome! We could not have ordered in better weather and we're leaving right in time as a 'cold' front is coming through - although all of us are going back to yucky weather and temperatures. We've swum in the Gulf, had beautiful bike rides, and today we all did one of the Gasparilla runs. Actually, everyone did the 15K but me (haha, if there is a 5K option, I'm in!). Yesterday I tried to take it a bit easier, kind of because of the race but mostly because that was the 4th intense day of training and my body was revolting. We did a ride in the morning where my legs were feeling off, but then in the pool when my 100's were 10 seconds off of what I usually swim, I knew I was cooked! I cut it to 3K instead of the planned 4.5K. We all went to bed very early from being tired and because we had to get up at 4:30 for the races.
So the race! I've never run Gasparilla, even though I grew up here, so it was a new experience and I made some rookie mistakes - some avoidable and some unavoidable. The 15K started at 7:30 and since a few of our peeps hadn't registered yet, we got there at 6:15. From then until the start of my race I was standing or walking. It was neat to see Ryan Hall win (and by a huge margin). I was a little bit down from the start and thought, "Whoah, some dude already has a huge lead." Then it made sense when I saw who it was.
I saw my friend Katy finish 3rd in the 15K, then watched camper Brian and Marty finish before deciding I better follow the rest of the sheep to the starting corral for the 5K. It was a HUGE race, so I lined up at 9am to try and get somewhat near the front. Having to stand and walk for 3 hrs was kind of unavoidable, but I really wish I had known I had an elite number - because then I wouldn't have had to line up so early! Arghh. Luckily, someone pointed it out to me about 10min before the start, so at least I got closer to the start line.
I can't believe how fast people start! I couldn't go off too fast for many reasons (not much speed right now, tired legs, and little warmup!) but I was amazed at how many people I kept passing after the first mile. My splits according to the Garmin (I'm finally figuring this watch out) were 6:09, 6:06, 5:56, and my net time was just over 19min. I ran my way into 3rd before the girl I had just passed put on a huge kick near the finish and I didn't have any other gears. Plus, my achilles that was slightly annoying had turned into kind of painful so I didn't want to do anything stupid. What is with all these little things that are cropping up? Is it because I'm turning 30 this year? Hopefully, it's nothing.
Now we're all relaxing before dinner and a night on the town. We'll hopefully get one last bike ride in tomorrow morning before everyone heads off home. It's been another great camp.