Last Saturday, I ran my first race of the year. The Bockfest 5K, which is part of the Christian Moerlein Beer Series - served up by the Flying Pig marathon. I have run this race two other times, and I actually skipped all of the Beer Series races last year, so I have run this 3 of the 4 times that it has ever been run.
This year, obviously, I have come up with much greater goals for myself than finishing some race, so in turn, I have kind of steered clear of some side racing over the last year or so. Not to mention, dedicating more time to Addie, and making sure I am available to her. But I kind of included it in my plans, not necessarily RACING, but running most of my long run, and then putting in some good effort, since I missed racing in 2015.
In order to keep myself under control, I did not reset my watch, I just kept it going (well, paused) for twenty minutes until the 5K started. So I was at approximately 11.2 when the 5K started. So I was not getting mileage beeps in line with the actual mile markers. I think that if I knew exactly where I was at any given point, I might have run harder. At the end of the day, I did the right thing, because I have been able to run this week.
I did clock a sub 7 mile (Mile 13 was 6:41) which is the fastest mile that I have record of, I think. In addition, I also have 3 OTHER new records on my strava. Best 5K effort (which does not line up with the actual race, i think it started a little before the race?), best 2 mile effort, and best 1 km. As I came around the final corner of the race, I passed a volunteer. He shouted out "You're the 8th woman!" I held my hands up for a second, excited, and dug in to pass one more woman before the finish.
I saw some friends when it was over, we enjoyed some beers. It was Bockfest after all....