Run for the Roses 5K – Race Report

I envisioned the night and morning before my race to go something like this. Eat dinner. Lounge around watching TV and stretching. Going to bed and sleeping with probably a little tossing and turning. Wake up. Eat PB toast and coffee. Poop. Head to the race.

This is how it actually went. Eat dinner. Lounge around watching TV and stretching. Suddenly get really nauseous. Puke A LOT in an hour time frame. Ingest large quantities of antiemetic medications, some of which stayed down, some of which didn’t. Drift in and out of consciousness which resulted in my husband removing my glasses once I felt asleep. Wake up with a still sour stomach. Moan about missing the race. Listen to encouraging words from my husband. Sip water that stayed down. Got my race kit on. Took another antiemetic pill. Headed to the race.

Yeah…less than ideal.

I don’t remember exactly what my husband told me, but what stuck with me is that I would regret not trying. I kept the water down. I didn’t feel totally awful. And I knew I would definitely regret not trying after ten weeks of training.

I threw my goal in the trash. I knew I couldn’t break 30 minutes feeling the way that I did. But I was going to run. I was going to RACE. I was going to do something I had never done before. And I did it.

Run for the Roses includes a one mile race and a 5K race. It’s a small local race paired with the city of Rose Hill’s Fall Festival. This year was the 29th annual Run for the Roses. The course is a fast, flat, out and back south on the main drag of the city.

I started out in the front part of the pack and was quickly passed. I started out too fast, running the first quarter mile at an under 9 min pace. My Garmin probably thought someone else was wearing it. Slow down, deep breaths. I got my pace down to my fast training pace, but I slipped down slower once I hit the start of mile 3. My splits ended up being 9:23, 10:12, 10:55. Started out too fast…duh. I ended up running side by side with another woman. She eventually passed me in the last sprint. I was also passed by one of the stroller pushers…dang, she sprinted the last quarter mile like a badass. I did manage to pass one young boy who obviously bonked. I hate to admit it, but I enjoyed passing him…knowing in my head that a 31-year-old mom was beating the high schooler.

I crossed the finish line and listened to the beep of my chip registering. It was such a surreal experience. I’ve watched my husband cross a lot of finish lines, but this time it was me. I did it…on my own. I stepped out of my comfort zone and ran my race, ran my pace. And I can’t wait until the next one.

Of course, the best part was not what I accomplished, but what my six-year-old did. He loves to run. He loves to race. When his daddy nudged him out of bed that morning, the first word out of his mouth was “RACE!” He finished 3rd in his age group. My hero.

I have a secret…

I run and bike for a lot of reasons. It feels good. It hurts good. I like to sweat. I like to eat bacon and thousand island dressing (not the fat free kind either!) on my hamburgers. But I have a secret reason that I only recently discovered.

I like to run and bike because I do it…commando

Yeah…no undies for this runner. I wear running shorts and skirts with built-in briefs or boy shorts. I’m a big fan of the basic onesĀ from Old Navy. As I was getting ready for one of my recent runs, I decided to just try it. Obviously the shorts were made to be worn that way. I shouldn’t have been surprised, but it felt so good. I felt just a little lighter in my step. Nothing riding up anywhere. No cotton to rub or feel icky against my delicate bits. I’m anti-cotton when it comes to running clothes. I want polyester/spandex wicking fabrics only.

As far as biking goes, underwear is apparently an obvious no-no. I was having some issues with my bike shorts not being comfortable. My wise husband said simply, “Are you still wearing underwear with them?” Uh…yeah. His response, “Of course, it hurts then!” On my next ride, I ditched the undies and applied a thin layer of glorious Her’ Chamois Butt’r to the orange chamois of my Pearl Izumi shorts and off I went. As much as it pains me to admit, my husband was right. I could have ridden all day like that!

In addition, the Chamois Butt’r is good for the dreaded chub-rub. You know that tiny area where your very upper thighs still touch and rub uncomfortably together as you plow your Mizunos forward on the pavement. I don’t know why women are afraid to talk about that! Just put a little Butt’r on your thighs and you will be comfortable for miles of running.

So say it with me! Ditch the undies! Run commando. And smile when you do it!

Hellllloooooo

How many blog entries have I started with “long time, no blog.” Too many, but whatever…

So…long time, no blog!

It was not quite two years ago that I last blogged and I can’t imagine why I stopped. Oh yeah…starting a full time job, juggling a 3-year-old and a one-year-old, dealing with a husband still in grad school…the usual.

So what’s happened in the last two years that is blog worthy. What have I accomplished or better yet what have I survived…

1. Daddy Man finished grad school (YEAH!), started lifting weights HEAVY, put on lots of muscle, and looked pretty beef cake. And then a year ago he decided he wanted to do triathlons. So he bought running shoes and a bike, lost some muscle, got leaner, looks hot, and competed in three (one more to go) triathlons this summer. Kansas 70.3 Ironman is on his next kick-butt list. Oh…and he got a vasectomy, so no more browns or blues!

2. Brown is now SIX! We survived kindergarten and are on the way to first grade. He LOVES school, just like his mama did. Loves reading, loves math, loves the library, loves riding the bus, loves recess, loves PE, loves music, loves art, loves his friends. I love that kid.

3. Blue is FOUR! We survived two and three, and we might just survive four. He’s starting his second year of preschool and he likes school. He tolerates learning, just like his daddy did. He takes speech twice a week because he has poor articulation or as his pa calls it “dutch-y.”

4. I lost more weight. I don’t really know how much I lost in the last two years, but my total weight loss from July 2006 when I started my journey is 30lbs! BOOM! I have a whole new closet of clothes and it feels amazing.

5. I bought a bike…err…two bikes. I bought one to get my feet wet riding again and then I fell in love with riding on the road and wanted to be fast. I have a Specialized Ariel hybrid bike named Mermaid and a BADASS Trek Madone 4.5 road bike named Sexy. And I have to admit I am afraid of Sexy. She has clipless pedals and I like to fall over. But I’m learning and gaining confidence.

6. I became a runner. A little over a year ago I decided I wanted to run the RiverRun 10K in Wichita. A double dose of bronchitis put those plans on hold, but I had been bit by the running bug. I have used the Couch to 5K program to get started and now I’m running a few miles a week and building my stamina. The ultimate goal is to comfortably be able to jump into 5K and 10K runs throughout the year. And to get faster. A 10:30 mile is ok, but I’d like to get it to sub-10. Maybe a duathlon if I can get over my fear of Sexy and her clipless pedals!

7. I switched jobs. The full-time worker gig was not for me. The housework piled up. I was short with my husband. I didn’t see my boys enough. My mom and my in-laws were exhausted from being my daycare. I quit the para job at the school and found my DREAM job at the local public library. My official title is youth services assistant, but basically I’m a part-time children’s librarian. Maybe I’ll do it full-time some day, but for now I’m happy with my 20-ish hours a week.

Ummm…I think that’s it. We still live on the compound with my extended family. We enjoy the rural life and are contemplating a way to make it permanent and still get the bigger home that we desire and need.

Be prepared for more frequent postings on a variety of topics. Food, working out, silly anecdotes from Brown and Blue, books…you know, my favorite things. Hope you all will tune in!