Saturday was my 5k for the month of February. If you didn’t already know, I’m doing one community 5k a month for all of 2013 in addition to my obstacle courses and triathlons.
In January, my friend from high school and soccer teammate, Crystal, asked when my next race was, thinking I would say sometime in the spring. When I said it was in January, she was like, okay, I’m in! After that race, she said she wanted to join me for the next, so now, I think it might be our thing. 🙂
My husband had the day off so he came with us, camera in tow.
We were nervous about having to run on slush or packed snow. Road conditions varied a lot on our drive to the run, so we didn’t know what to except. Luckily, the course was completely clear and salted. Much appreciated by myself, as I have a huge fear of slipping and falling on my face on ice.
There was a gentle snow fall the whole race, which was very pretty. We lucked out and it wasn’t windy. The occasional breeze blew snow from the trees and houses, but it was a pleasant, flat course and fairly nice day despite being about 20°. Crystal and I both felt like our lungs were icing over.
I ended with my personal best time of 33:35. I’m really happy with that given that it was the coldest temperature in which I’ve ever ran. This was my 7th 5k since August. My slowest time was 37:00. I’m just going to keep setting small goals. Next month, I’d like to be under 33 minutes. I would like to be solidly under 30 minutes by the end of 2013. That would be amazing.
After the run, I posted this picture on my Facebook.
This is the most comfortable and at ease I have ever felt in my own body. I love it. I felt that I needed to share that revelation. I still have a lot of work to do, but I’m not focusing on how much I weigh anymore. The number doesn’t matter. I’m gaining muscle, shedding inches, dropping pant sizes… I thought that I had to get to a certain number before I finally felt happy with myself. Once I got there, I figured I would stop caring as long as I was getting fit and staying healthy.
I may still weigh 195, instead of 165, but I’m happy (and it’s WAY better than 240). I know that it is attainable now and I’ll get there. Slow and steady.
The day after the Alumni Soccer Game, I ran in my third and final mud run of the year.
Scott decided he wanted to do this one too. He told his friend, AJ, and he thought it sounded cool, so he ran it as well. His girlfriend, Kheri, came along and we all had a great time together. In fact, they had such a good time, they decided to run and camp with us at the Xtreme Muck Ruck! That will be another story though.
The week leading up to the race, we had 70 degree weather… on race day, we topped out at probably 45? Maybe less. And luckily enough, the first obstacle was a slide into a water hole. The water was in the 30s! So flippin’ cold.
I only have a few pictures of me during the race, but I also found some pictures of the different obstacles from the Barry County United Way Facebook Page.
After hitting the water, I was so numb, I could barely run/move. My only complaint was that it was far too cold for that kind of water obstacle in the beginning of the race at the end of October. Otherwise, we had all had a blast.
After the race, they provided some lunch for free: hot dogs, chips, coffee, hot chocolate, pop.
After the race, I was talking to Kheri about why I like to race. I don’t run races to win. I don’t think I will ever be the fastest or best athlete. That is completely okay with me. I sign up for races to keep me active, pushing toward my goals and because of the “high” I get afterward.
When I finish a mud run or a race, I feel like I’m on this awesome high the rest of the day. Now, I have never tried drugs, so I really can’t compare, but I think the high I get from racing is better than any drug could ever be. I have a small obsession with watching Intervention and I always feel so sad for how pathetic these people act while on drugs and how much they hurt their families and friends in the process.
Why do drugs when you can race? I feel invincible.
The last week has been tough for me. I’m really lacking in energy and motivation. How do I battle this?
I have a few things that work for me.
- Workout Buddy: A very dear friend who lives just down the street is my running partner. We text each other every night and decide on what time to run in the morning. Occasionally, we run in the evening when morning doesn’t work. Knowing that I have to meet her gives me the push to get out of bed at 4am.
- My Before Picture: Looking at this terrible picture really gives me a boost.
I ask myself… Did you enjoy looking and feeling that way? Do you look good naked? Well, put the damn shoes on and get out the door then!
- Fitocracy: This is my new motivator. It’s a site that allows you to track your workouts and earn points (for what, I don’t really know, bragging rights? I don’t care I just want more!). There are support groups for specific things like Couch-to-5K (c25K), weight lifting, cycling, swimming. You can give people props for their accomplishments. It’s very user friendly and fun to use.
If you are interested in joining, it’s free (there is an upgrade available, but I haven’t looked into it much) and currently has an iPhone app. They recently announced they are working on an Android app, so I’m anxiously awaiting that release.
Another blogger that I thoroughly enjoy is lauraMUSTloseweight.
Could I please look like that someday! She’s single and younger than me, so honestly I think it’s a little easier for her to do what she does. Not that she doesn’t KILL it when she works out, but as a mother of two young boys and wife to basically a man who should be considered a teenager, it’s really really tough sometimes to please everyone and myself. I follow her website, Facebook, Instagram and Youtube. Basically, I think she rocks.
And I’ll leave you with this, because I love this episode of “How I Met Your Mother”…