A busy, busy weekend

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.