This last weekend I ran in a race.
"What?" you say, "a RACE?"
Yes that is right!
Robert got me a treadmil for my birthday, and I have been using it. Nice huh! It took a few weeks before we had it all put together and so far I have used it about 3 times or more a week. Robert runs all these races and says it is so fun. I keep thinking how is running fun? Well maybe he is somewhat right? (The race was fun, but running on the treadmill is not so much.)
I had a goal to do a race. I signed up for a 5K in Aug. It was a Midnight Run that I thought would be kind of fun. I got lost so I arrived late, and was all frustrated I didn't run in it. There was this police directing traffic, he was shining his flashlight all over. As I pulled up by him I noticed then that my race has started and saw where I was suppose to be. I rolled down the window and the officer said something about stopping or something. I told him I couldn't see anything because he was shining his flashlight right into my eyes! (I realized at this point that I was kind of rude and a jerk to him, oops!) He then asked, "Where are you going?" Remember it is now midnight, I pointed over to the people running, and told him I was suppose to be running the race but got lost, and now am too late. He suggested for me to still run it. I thought maybe I would but by the time I got there everyone was out of sight... I was mad, annoyed, frustrated and cried back to the car. I think maybe I was tired too. I was looking so forward to this and then I totally blew it! I was so angry.
I then scheduled.... a different race. This was a 3k, it was Racing Cane by Run13. I ran it and did really good for myself. When I have been running on the treadmil, I seem to only be able to run a 12 minute mile (I'm kind of embarressed to even admit it because I walk a 15 minute mile). I have tried a faster pace but I just get too tired and can't keep it up or have to slow down and walk. I was running for 2 miles without stopping before my race. Of course that was just a 12 minute mile. Hey, it's better then being able to run 5 or 10 minutes.
At my race, I ran an average of a 10 min 3 sec mile. Which really suprised me. I ran the whole time, I was tired but I wasn't as tired as I was on the treadmil doing the same speed. In fact most of the time I looked at Rob's Garmin watch (keeps track of distance, pace, time) I was noticing how fast I was going so I had to slow myself down in fear that I would be worn out before I was done.
It was a GREAT race, but it was my first race. It is a starting point, something to measure and compare to later. I really wanted to do this Mud Dash this weekend but I didn't sign up in time... and it was 10K and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to do it. It looked really fun though, it was a obsticle mud run. Maybe next year.
Lauren and Amber also did the race with me on Saturday. They ran the kids run, Lauren did half a mile and Amber did a quarter. They both did really good too. Amber ran the whole time chasing bugs she would see, and Lauren ran/walked. She would run really fast and then tire out and walk for a few steps and then run again. She did great. Lindsey thinks she wants to do it next time.
Then there was Sunday..... I have been freeking out this last 2 weeks I think it has been, since a day after Labor Day. I was called to be the Primary President in our ward. YIKES! Sunday they sustained me. I am really still all frazzled about it, my mind won't shut off (which is why I am still awake). There is so much to do, I keep going through my mind what I have to do and thinking of how to do this or if I should do this or this.... Our ward also was just split so we have lost many of the teachers. I hope this anxious, nervous, scatter brained, can't seem to focus, feeling goes away soon. I really need my head back.