Have I ever told you how every time I train through late November and December, I end up injured? That was true before I had two kids with birthdays during this time. This year, not surprisingly since I haven’t been training for six months now, I’m going with the flow. I am considering starting a (relatively) low mileage training plan after the new year. I don’t often come out of the holidays feeling rested and good, so that might turn out well for me!
Anyway, last week was the usual insanity of my son’s birthday and Thanksgiving. Cinnamon came in town for a few days and it’s always a frantic scramble to get as much work done while we’re both together in the same room. Luckily, Jasmine was game to come hang out with my kiddos who adore her so we could get some stuff done. It was fun!
On Thanksgiving morning, we met Dill and her daughters (you know Addy) at the Mashed Potato Mile. My big kids ran it and had a blast! I was so excited pushing my youngest around in the stroller while I cheered that I neglected to take a photo of them. (#runningstagemomfail) My son ran 9:55 for his first mile race ever and my daughter kept her grandma company and they ran/walked 14:20 together.
After they were done we the big people headed over for the 4 mile race. I was tired and haven’t done any kind of workout really so I didn’t want to make any promises. I kinda thought I’d just run slightly faster than usual alongside my sister or husband, but nooooooooo. Everyone wanted to race. Dill was at least slightly wishy-washy so we lined up pretty far in the back of the crowd and decided it would be fun to play catch up and pass lots of people.
We started and basically walked and shuffled for a while until the road opened up a bit. Our first mile was 7:25ish, I think (I wasn’t wearing a watch). After the mile we could see Cinnamon and my husband far up ahead so we picked it up and started to reel in Cinnamon, which we did somewhere around mile 2. I know Dill and I had 14:15ish for 2 miles. And then something happened. I started to feel good so I took off (well, relatively), but I lost Dill but I started making some ground on my husband.
I didn’t get a 3 mile split, but right after the mile marker is a big long hill and halfway up it I slapped my husband’s ass and then smoked him. Over the last mile I passed tons of people. It was just the last 100-200 meters where I started to struggle to overtake people, all of whom could surge to hold me, the lady who hasn’t activated a fast twitch fiber in far too long, off. I turned the corner and I pushed to try to break 28:00 on the clock, but I crossed in 28:01. My chip time was 27:45.
I don’t know what possessed me to take off those last two miles, but it was a competitive energy I haven’t felt in a long time. My end time isn’t that impressive, but the way I felt was invigorating. It made me miss racing-racing. After the race I stood in the finish area stunned by it all. And then we frantically packed everyone up in the car, said goodbye to Dill and Ginger who came out to cheer and went home and I cooked for four hours!
And that was a very Salty Thanksgiving story. The end.
Except I lied. On Saturday, Cinnamon, Dill, Coriander, Jasmine and I hosted a Salty group run at the Cuyahoga Valley National Park! The weather was gross, but we still had a decent turnout and it was super fun!
We had three groups: a trail group led by our trail/ultra expert Coriander, a towpath (flat smooth path) led by Cinnamon and Jasmine and then another faster-paced group led by Dill and me. I can’t find my watch so I don’t even know what pace we ended up running, but it felt great (except for the freezing cold and the pouring rain – wa). Next time, though, we need to plan it when I can stick around and hangout instead of having to frantically rush home after without even getting pancakes … or hot coffee.
But to all those who’ve requested it, we will be offering many more Salty group runs in the future. STAY TUNED!
Mon: 6 on the treadmill averaging around 7:54.
Wed: Off – oh it killed me to take two days off in a row, but it had to be done. SO. SWAMPED!
Thu: 6 with 2 miles jogging around and 4 miles in 27:45.
Fri: 6 with Cinnamon in the rain.
Sat: 10.5 with our Salty crew!
Sun: 6ish with Jasmine on the trails. Did I mention I lost my watch?