Before the recap, a brief rundown of last weeks workouts:
Nov 28-Dec 4
Monday-rest
Tuesday-3.5 miles easy
Wednesday- 4.5 miles including 8x400's
Thursday-rest
Friday-4 miles easy
Saturday- 7.5 miles including a 5k
Sunday- 9.3 miles (was planning 10 but my treadmill died!!!!)
After thanksgiving week bout of food poisoning or whatever illness I had, I took Monday off completely and didn't worry about running. Tuesday I was feeling a little better but still didn't have an appetite. Wednesday I actually had a decent lunch and that night was probably my fastest track workout of the year, but felt harder than it should. It was unseasonable warm and humid, but thankfully I had Dan to pace off of. Misery LOVES company! Best part of the workout was when we were done and most the crew went to the local pub. Its always nice to enjoy food and drinks with those you sweat and suffer with. Good food, good times, with good friends!

I was sore Thursday and Friday. I started to feel normal again Friday morning in regards to my stomach and being sick the week before.I did an easy 4 miler to shake out my legs and tried my best not to work myself up for the race. This was my goal race for the year. I had a mini panic attack the day before as I was decorating my running tree. My dog decided that my favorite prized ornament (that I was going to use as my tree topper) would make a great snack. My heart SANK when I found my very first running related Christmas ornament in pieces. In all my years I have been running I have NEVER been given a running ornament and The first one I do get, this is what happened to it:
I was hoping and praying this was not an Omen!I can get in my own head sometimes so I tried not to put any expectations on this race other than to go fast if I felt good. (Spoiler alert-I felt good, so I just rolled with it)
5k recap:
I know the title of this blog is "Post college 5k PR".
Let me start off by saying I was never blazing fast in college. My 2 PR's from back in the day include an 18:47 and a 19:52. A large majority of the time I ran between 20-22minutes (practices were a completely different story but will save for a rainy day-lets just say I was faster in practice).
Having said all of that, Ive been trying to chase the all illusive 19xx for the past 7 years.
Friday night I tried to block any self doubt that creeped in my mind. Amy shot me a text that read
"Good luck tomorrow!......let the race come to you". I heeded that advice and woke up Saturday morning before my alarm, wide awake and excited to get to the race course. (which is RARE-usually I roll over and stay under the covers for a few minutes trying to talk myself into getting dressed and ready,lol!)The weather would be cool, the course was flat and fast and my training and conditioning were there. All I had to do was show up and see what would happen. This is a large race that brings out the fastest runners in the Carolinas. I knew I had no chance of an overall placing but was hoping to make top 3 in AG. Honestly, I didn't care about placement. I just wanted to get the official 19:xx in the books.If it was going to happen, now would be the time.
I get to the race site an hour early so I could find a parking space in the parking garage. I find it easy and make my way to Marions, a fancy event venue owned by one of the CRC members. We got to use this facility to store our bags, stay warm, stretch and use the nice indoor restrooms (no porto potties,yay!) We really felt like VIPs and as an added bonus this facility is literally just a few yards from the start line. I see my friend Kendal and Rea from the track crew and just have to smile. Kendal was out to win the costume contest again!
I see Mrs Rockstar Kerri and we get in a 2 mile warm up. She points out all of the speedy runners and introduced me to her friends daughter Sinead, a 24 year old just turned professional runner (runs for Zap Fitness).We get back and line up to the start, right behind the
faster than fast people. The music is playing loud, the DJ is getting everyone pumped up and we are given a 10 second countdown. Everyone is joining in and 3,000 people shout in unison "10,9,8,7,6,5,4......
My goals going into this race
1) 19xx
2) Staying with Kerri as long as possible
3) Top 3 in AG
4) Negative splits
5) Faster than last year
(Kerris goal is a 6:10-6:15 pace. My plan was to pace off of her for at least the first mile and see how I felt.)
"3,2,1......"
Gun goes off and everyone takes off like horses out of the gates. I have to force myself to slow down as I knew race hype would get the best of me if I didn't. I keep a few strides behind Kerri and my legs are feeling surprisingly light and good. I see mile 1 at
6:14
Not bad, now I just had to stay with Kerri as long as possible. But then a funny thing happened.
I wasn't paying attention to my pace and ended up passing Kerri shortly after mile 1.
At first I was like OH NO! I better slow down, I know I'm not faster than Kerri! But then I told myself-- if your legs feel good, roll with it, run your own race and let the race come to you!
So I put my head down and tried to see if I could get to mile 2 by 12:30
I see mile 2 at
6:21 (12:35!)
After this mile, there weren't many people around me except for a female and 2 guys ahead of me.
I started to try to do mental math. If I ran a 7 minute pace for the last mile I had a chance to break 20, I could see 19xx. BUT if I ran a 6:30 last mile I could see mid 19's....
I knew I was going to see the 19s, but how close to 18:59 would be determined by how fast I could go the last mile.
The last mile wasn't fun.
Last year I was able to go on a rabbit hunt and chase a lot of people down at this point. This year I was faced with a strong headwind. The last mile of this course is beautiful but I didnt see it. I literally put my head down to keep my hat from blowing off my head and just tried to hold on to whatever pace my legs would move at. I started to feel tired 2.3 miles in.I was hating the wind and told myself to keep moving my legs. I cursed out loud as I felt myself slow down with every wind gust. I didn't want to check my watch so I didn't until it buzzed at me for mile 3.
6:31
Oh WOW I needed to sprint if I wanted 19:30 or faster!!!
I TRY to give a good kick that last 0.1, but it wasn't very much of a kick. I do manage a 6:27 for the last stretch and cross the line at
19:38
(I finally caught a glimpse of the allusive 19xx!!!)
Kerri finishes about 20 seconds behind me and I immediatley ask if she is OK. (She is, is just wasn't a great race for her.) I see Shannon from
the last 5k, and we ended up doing a little over 2 mile cooldown. She cranked out a 17:37 and was 4th overall female. Sinead ended up taking 1rst place female with a time of 16xx. In fact 2nd-5th place females were all in the 17's. Top 3 males were in the low to mid 14's. Yeah....a very fast field of runners to say the least!!
Shannon and I enjoy the scenery of Charleston including the battery, waterfront park and of course Queen street.
We get back to the post race festivities just in time for the costume contest. Kendal ended up placing 3rd and still won a lot of cool stuff!
I go back to Marions and get my things and loose Shannon. I did find
Adam and cheered him to the finish line.
This guy is as cool as the other side of the pillow and the type of person you want to be around. Go check out his goals and mission
HERE, like right now, click on the link!
After a quick high five and hug,
I go and check my time and placing from the race

I got 2nd in my AG and the guy manning the results desk informs me that there will not be age group awards, only awards for top 5 overall and top 3 masters and overall grandmasters. Apparently last year, not many came forward to accept their award so they did away with them and gave everyone a finishers medal instead (this race never did finishers medals before). I was under the impression that top 5 male and females would be recognized. They weren't!!!!!! It was just top 5 runners across the line and since all the top were males, this REALLY caused a problem. Top 5 male and females have always won cash prizes ($500 for first!) since the race's inception-and every year both male and female winners have been recognized. Kerri was the first to raise a stink about it followed by all the overall females. I loved hearing Kerri give the directors a piece of her mind. The more upset she got, the thicker her accent became. From what I gathered, the females would be mailed a check but I am not certain how the race will be handled next year. I do know that all the charm I felt from last years race, was GONE. While I LOVE this race and this fast and flat course, I hate the women got the short end of the stick and even the age group winners! I am not sure I will run this race again next year.
On my way back to the car, I passed through the snack tent and grabbed a box of donuts with only half a dozen in it. I should have grabbed 4 boxes and used that as my age group award. I did grab a lot of fruit and granola bars to bring home to the kiddos. Perhaps the sweetness of the donuts and fruits would get rid of the bitter taste in my mouth?
(I won a free pair of
Smartwool socks for finding a match to my sticker!)
At least the finishers medal makes for a good Christmas tree ornament!
And speaking of Christmas trees, this is the very first year I put up a
running tree. I got the idea from
Amy.
Next year marks my 25th running anniversary. In all my running years, I have NEVER thought of using my racing medals as ornaments. This was my first attempt:
Then I added some more medals to it so it wouldn't look so Charlie Brown-ish:
I used a heat sheet as the Christmas skirt and medals for ornaments. A race bib fit nicely as a tree topper. Every medal holds a memory. Some are finishers medals, some are age group and overall medals. There's even a few of my fitness/figure competition medals as well. Some medals represent running for those who cant, running
in memory and honor of friends and loved ones who faced the battle of their life, some represent
post baby PR's, some represent the
struggle to get back in shape after having children, some represent running through grief, running through medical diagnosis,
running an out of town race during an evacuation not knowing if there would be a house to come home to, and some medals represent sheer joy of exceeding expectations. Some represent
finding courage to step out of my comfort zone, but all represent a part of me and stand for so many different things.
My little running tree means so much more than running. Its about the journey.
(Even though I will never be an Olympic athlete,)I think this quote sums up things nicely:

Have you finished decorating for the holidays?
Do you have any more races lined up for the year?
I’m linking up with Holly at Hohoruns and Tricia at MississippiPiddlin‘ for their weekly wrap link. Check it out and read the other posts here.