Well, I did it.
The weather was perfect. The energy was amazing. I was ready.
Once I got downtown, I ran into some of my running friends 🙂 We had a chat before they went our for their 10k.
I went into my training with the A/B/C plan in my head. A: Go for my best time. B: Go for my best time when I am not my best. C: Don’t die and finish, lol.
I went with my Plan B, and decided to hang out with the 2:15 Pace Bunny and see how it went.
I was concerned, I won’t lie. Not running the last few weeks of training really had me worried. Thankfully my PT and RMT told me I would be okay.
I was okay.
I felt good. I met a Twitter bud Shelley while running along Agricola Street. My body was feeling okay. After the first 5kms I went a little bit ahead of the Pace Bunny, but kept close enough to hear when we would take our walk breaks. I stayed out front until Point Pleasant Park and “the hill”. I wanted to walk it, mostly because I know when I hit my wall, and if walking that hill cut into my time, I was willing to save my legs to get me through until the end.
I caught up with the group on our way out of Point Pleasant and tried to stay with them as much as I could. Shelley and I met up again and we hung out for a bit until her knee got angry with her and she told me to soldier on.
I soldiered. I walked when I needed to.
I was treated to a dance and a hug by my friend Tab who was out there cheering all the runners on South Park Street 🙂
I chugged along until I hit the last couple of kms. I then ran into my Twitter friend Sherry who was volunteering at a water station. She ran with me until the corner of Citadel Hill (thanks girl!). Then I walked a bit, because this is “almost the end”. It’s downhill. Then the slow painful incline of Brunswick Street, lol.
I hoofed it down Cogswell Street, heard someone yelling my name (later found out who that was – another social media peep, Chantal!), and got down to Brunswick. I took a short walk break. Then started running again.
Not too long before the Finish Line I heard a familiar voice coming up beside me. Shelley had made it! We ran across the finish line together 🙂
I am lucky to have a good Sherpa Team waiting at the finish line of every race. My Mom and TeenThing 🙂
This race, as rough as it was for me the last few kilometres, reminded me why I love to run.
So very thankful.