Pre Race Fueling
Friday night - Girls night out. 7-7oz beers, carrots, dip, salad, butternut squash soup, bread, chocolate eclair, cannoli.
Saturday night - Retirement party. 2 regular sized beers, broccoli, dip, chicken wings and nacho chips. Chocolate cake.
Race day - 6:00 a.m. (??) sex. 7:30 wake up again. Make coffee. 7:45 drink coffee and argue to myself about running a race. Things like "I don't feel like running" "everyone else bailed on me and I don't want to go alone" "so not in the mood" 8:00 am get dressed to run race.
Race: tons of people. Will not place in my age group b/c I see two fast 40 year olds. 4 minutes into race decide I hate running 5k races. 9:30 into race "where the hell is the first mile marker" Turn around point, some guy is down b/c he slipped on wet leaves (sprained his ankle) See mile marker #2 (painted on ground) time 16:16. Ok I can deal. Where the hell is the end...don't look at watch, lady in red passes me. Get slightly pissed off. See mile marker 3. Kick it into gear. Pass lady in red. Pass 20 yr old university student (ha!) People yell at me to kick it home. My goal was to finish in under 27 min. Knew I would not beat PR time. (course was dry that year and I was so "on" that day, and I was competing with unkown runner that kept trying to pass me) Anyhow finished in 25:30ish time. Finish guy asked my age, and made sure 20 something knew I was 40. (need more coffee to be less bitchy)
I didn't stay for my free bloody mary or to see race results b/c all my friends bailed on me and I don't drink alone. Called running partner #1 to bitch at her for me not being able to drink.
Lesson learned today: My legs are weaker b/c I no longer weight train them. They felt like jello out there. I am very happy I ran the race and I'm excited about my time. It's a good Sunday.
Saturday night - Retirement party. 2 regular sized beers, broccoli, dip, chicken wings and nacho chips. Chocolate cake.
Race day - 6:00 a.m. (??) sex. 7:30 wake up again. Make coffee. 7:45 drink coffee and argue to myself about running a race. Things like "I don't feel like running" "everyone else bailed on me and I don't want to go alone" "so not in the mood" 8:00 am get dressed to run race.
Race: tons of people. Will not place in my age group b/c I see two fast 40 year olds. 4 minutes into race decide I hate running 5k races. 9:30 into race "where the hell is the first mile marker" Turn around point, some guy is down b/c he slipped on wet leaves (sprained his ankle) See mile marker #2 (painted on ground) time 16:16. Ok I can deal. Where the hell is the end...don't look at watch, lady in red passes me. Get slightly pissed off. See mile marker 3. Kick it into gear. Pass lady in red. Pass 20 yr old university student (ha!) People yell at me to kick it home. My goal was to finish in under 27 min. Knew I would not beat PR time. (course was dry that year and I was so "on" that day, and I was competing with unkown runner that kept trying to pass me) Anyhow finished in 25:30ish time. Finish guy asked my age, and made sure 20 something knew I was 40. (need more coffee to be less bitchy)
I didn't stay for my free bloody mary or to see race results b/c all my friends bailed on me and I don't drink alone. Called running partner #1 to bitch at her for me not being able to drink.
Lesson learned today: My legs are weaker b/c I no longer weight train them. They felt like jello out there. I am very happy I ran the race and I'm excited about my time. It's a good Sunday.
posted by m at
9:07 AM
3 Comments:
Congrats on the speedy time!
What's wrong with drinking alone?!
Wait .. forget I just said that.
Well done M. Glad you are happy with the race and time!
What about post-race nutrition?
I'd kill for a 5k time anywhere near that!
(and you're right. i don't comment enough...I need more time in the day!)
And thanks for your nice words.
:)
(oh, p.s. i suck at betting. this was a fluke.)
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