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Cold Turkey 10K Report

This weekend I ran in a local race, called the Cold Turkey 10K. I signed up for this race shortly after my last 10K. After my last experience, I knew I had a lot to learn about running in a race. I wanted to run in another 10K before the 26.2K so I could work on my pacing and overall running.

Earlier in the week, I woke up with a bad pain in my leg. I have had problems with my left leg, on and off, for a few weeks now, and Wednesday my calf tightened up horribly. I tried to run, thinking that would help, but I had to stop after two miles. For the rest of the day, I was hobbling around. By Friday, it was better, but not 100%, so I was already mentally planning on skipping the race. Saturday, I felt pretty good, but did not think it would be wise for me to run in the 10K. I did not want to injure my leg any further. So Saturday night, I laid out all of my clothes and got ready as if I would run the race. The race was only 20 min away, and I had paid the $20, so I figured at least I would pick up my t-shirt! Sunday morning I woke up, ate a little, and left for the race. When I pulled in the parking lot, I knew I would run. There were runners all over. Some already warming up. You could feel the excitement in the air. So, I called my hubby and told him I was going to run. I planned on taking it easy and treat it like a training run.

When it was time to line up, I lined up at the back of the pack. I planned on running a 10 min. mile pace. The race started and I ran well. The weather was perfect; sunny, and just slightly cool. I passed the 1 mile marker and checked my watch; 8:15. I was running way too fast. I was feeling great, no pain in my leg, but I wanted to take it easy, so I slowed WAY down. I felt great during the whole race. I prayed quietly for the first several miles and then listened to my iPOD for the the rest. Miles 1.5-3.5 were very hilly, but I felt pretty good during the hills. When I came to water stations, I walked through them. I knew I did not really need hydration, but I wanted to learn the best way to drink while racing, and walking, by far, was the easiest and best option. By mile 4, I felt amazing. I was a little surprised, because by this time, in my last 10 K I was starting to get tired. When I hit mile 5, I began to speed up and ran conservatively strong the last 1.2 miles. Once I got close to the finish line, I got really excited. This was the first race that my boys were going to be there for and I could not wait to see them cheering me on. They are the main reason I started running in the first place. I wanted to be a better mom for them and taking care of myself is one way I have done that. So, I was so happy that I could share this moment with them. Once I saw them, I began to yell Hi and wave wildly . . . other runners probably thought I was a little crazy! I crossed the finish line at 56:20 (on my watch . . . there was no official time). I was pleased with that time and surprised by it too. It was only 40 sec. behind my last 10K and I ran HARD then. This race, I took it easy. I guess my endurance has increased a great deal in the last month. And, praise God, I have had NO pain in my leg either!

So, after my second 10K, I have to say, I really like the distance. You do not have to run insanely fast, as you do in a 5K, you are done in under an hour, and you are not in any pain the rest of the day! Also, I am officially addicted! I can see why people compete in races regularly. They are so much fun!

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  1. Wow!! Good for you! I can't even run 1K probably...LOL! I am so glad that you have found a way to exercize, be a good example for the boys and enjoy yourself all at once...how's THAT for multi-tasking?? HURRAY for more endurance, a healed leg and the boys coming to see you race. Can't wait to hear about more of your running adventures.
    Kristy

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  2. Awesome race, again! That's so cool that your kids cheered you on, they must be so proud to have a mom who's a runner! My oldest (6) always says "I didn't know you could run that fast!" even though I'm not fast at all!

    Happy Thanksgiving!

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