Today was the wharf-to-wharf, it finally happened. It has been a long time coming, a light at the end of the tunnel for the running that both Alex and I have been doing. Here is just the general recap.
Since this was the first race that Alex and I have ever done, there were bound to be some learning experiences along the way.
- Do not wait till 10pm the night before to try to buy safety-pins to pin your race numbers on with (especially in a town where there is going to be a race, because everyone else has the same idea). We had to visit several stores before we found one that had safety-pins, and Alex and I were pinning the numbers on at 11 at night, lessoned learned.
- No matter what people tell you, you can’t really understand the chaos at the beginning of a race until you have been in one yourself. There were pace signs that people were holding up, and the announcer said it numerous times to get with the correct pace sign, but it is basically people running from Godzilla for the first half mile of the race. I had to bob and weave as if flesh eating zombies were chasing us down. Needless to say, it is hard to get into a good rhyme when you dodging people and trying not to run over kids. After the first mile marker, it was easier to get into my pace.
- There really is race adrenaline because I remember the beginning of the race and then once I separated myself from the pack a little, it was just me and the road and then it was over, the whole thing went super quick and I don’t remember it any part being too hard, I was just in the zone.
- It is great having people cheer you on at the finish. Huge shout out goes to my mom and dad for coming down and supporting Alex and I (props to Alex’s mom too). Thank you guys for being there for us on our first race, it meant a lot.
We still do not have the official times yet, I crossed the finish line at 42:20, but I didn’t start right when the gun went off, so I still have my fingers crossed that I was able to do it in under 40min, we will just have to see. The race was great and I can’t wait for the next one!
As Nathaniel and I were walking to the gathering place for the start of wharf to wharf we had an idea that I should start a blog called ‘the lazy runner’ because my concerns about the race were nearly the opposite of Nathaniel’s.
Nathaniel really wanted to break 40 minutes and he had a strategy where he would try and pull ahead of other people but my strategy was basically: put on shoes / trot for 6 miles.
However, I do plan to start fartlek work this week to improve my speed. I don’t have my official time yet but it took me roughly 70 minutes to do 6 miles although I wasn’t breathing hard at any point. I am very happy with my time and stamina considering 6 months a go jogging a ¼ of a mile would have murdered me.
I ran 8 miles last Monday just because I felt good and I’ve lost 40 lbs. since we started this blog. I am feeling very motivated right now.
The gun went off for wharf to wharf at 8:30am but back where I was near the 10-minute milers I couldn’t hear it. As people slowly began to walk forward I realized the race was starting but it took almost 10 minutes for me to reach the starting line. It’s a very odd sensation to be walking so slowly with thousands of other people and then collectively it turns into a jog at the same moment.
The bands playing along the route were fun to listen to – everything from bagpipes and taiko drumming to rap, rock and Hawaiian music. And just being surrounded by so many people doing the same thing was very motivating.
It was really great to have my Mom, Nathaniel and Nathaniel’s parents waiting for me at the finish line. Our parents have all been really supportive over the past several months and it always feels good to make your parents proud of you.
This was an amazing weekend and I feel really thankful for all the things that I have.