Tim and I got up at 4:30 this morning to get ready for the Capitol City 5K. I slept pretty good last night though. After all the mexican food, two beers, and a sleeping pill … I was ready for bed at 8:30 pm.
We drove downtown this morning as the sun came up to meet my friend Nicole and her mom who were running in the race also. It was very confusing with all the one way streets and the roadblocks, but we eventually all got where we were suppose to be.
The Half Marathon started right at 7:00 am, and the 5K got underway about 15 minutes later.
Poor Tim, he mistakenly had his iPod on “shake to shuffle” and kept wondering why he would only hear 10 seconds of a song before it switched. He didn’t figure it out until more than halfway through the race. He got so frustrated that he actually threw his headphones away at one of the water stations.
I however, didn’t have any iPod issues today. The race went great! I felt like I paced myself well, yet I ran as fast as I possibly could without overdoing it. I didn’t get any side cramps today, and the hills that I worried about really weren’t an issue at all. I actually wished I could have kept running. I was super jealous of the half-marathoners!
Of course I forgot to stop my Garmin when I came across the finish line again today. But these are my times according to my Garmin (the official results haven’t been posted yet):
Mile 1 – 8:55
Mile 2 – 8:45
Mile 3 – 7:44
0.1 Mile – 7:06
My time according to my Garmin was 26:28, more than 2 minutes faster than my previous 5K time!
My father in law caught this shot as I came in to the finish line:
Tim came in a few minutes after me and we got a good shot of him right under the finish line.
After the race we went to the post-race party where they had Jim & Nicks BBQ, free beer, live music and massages!
I won’t know my official results until tomorrow morning, they are suppose to be in the newspaper. I’m really glad to have my second 5K under my belt though, and I’m more than pleased with my time.
Tonight at dinner I asked Tim, “who would ever have thought that we would be runners?”. Which brought up the conversation of “are we really runners?” What makes a runner? How far do you have to be able to run to be a runner?
What is your opinion? What makes a person a runner?