Recap: DC Glo Run 5K

I ran my second 5K race last night! Really, my second race ever. The Glo Run 5K is an untimed fun run/walk so  I could stop to walk as many times as I wanted without judgement, but I was out there to race myself. Although, that’s not to say that picking off other runners in the last couple of miles wasn’t motivating 🙂

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Glo Run 5K Race Start

Saturday in DC started out cloudy and chilly. By the evening, steady rain was falling, and Alex and I had to figure out how to dress to run three miles in the rain. I overdressed in too many layers (including as many neon, sparkly, Glo Run-appropriate clothing I could), but by the time we made it over to the race start at RFK Stadium, I chucked a couple extra layers (rain coat, half-zip) back in the car once the rain let up. Thank goodness I did because I overheated in what I was wearing just jogging over to the stadium.

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Ready to run!

A few minutes before the start, I loaded up glo sticks on my arms, wrists and running shoes. Actually, as I passed through a tunnel during the race, I had to look down to remember why there were bobbing lights attached to my feet haha! Once the race started, Alex sped ahead as planned and I ran along at my regular pace, strolling under lighted, inflatable arches and safari animals. Walkers outnumbered runners where I fell in the pack so I did my best to follow other runners through the crowds until space was easier to come by.

IMG_3485As I’ve been discovering lately, the first mile is usually the hardest one. I’ve been tackling four milers these past couple of weeks, and yet when my Garmin tells me I’ve only covered 0.56 miles. another 2.5 suddenly seems loooong. But then something shifts – around mile 2 I embrace the suck/the faster speed/the urge to walk and push on ahead. In the last mile, I was following two other woman zooming through the crowds, which helped me keep a good pace, and soon I found myself leading them to the finish!

Processed with VSCOcam with g3 presetAt the end, I discovered I was 0.9 miles short of a true 5k, but I was happy to see I would have PR’d had I continued to 3.1 🙂 Despite slowing to walk through the crowds among the inflatables, I finished in 29 minutes, 25 seconds! My first 5k, Smoke the Turkey 2014, had a 31:xx finish. After the race, we grabbed a post-run beer and kept warm by dancing near the stage and taking advantage of all that is a Glo Run finish line – DJ, food trucks, black lights, photo walls. The dancing kept me warm until the rain started to come down a little harder and my fingers slowly turned to popsicles. Soon I craved a hot shower and oatmeal like nobody’s business. (The oatmeal was everything I imagined).

Banana, cinnamon oatmeal with pecans + blueberries.

I’m calling this weekend’s race a whole load of fun (even in the cold, even in the rain). It was good to get out there and take the running as seriously as I wanted and be able to dance it all off afterward.

Did you race this weekend? What kind of fun runs have you participated in? Any favorites?

It’s Nice To Meet You

Hi! Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Victoria, and I am a twenty-something living in Washington, D.C. I have been learning to run for less than a year now. Last June I signed up for my first race (a September 5-miler), but by July, I was experiencing deep, tender pain in my shin. I had transformed into an injured runner before I’d even crossed my first finish line.

If the early shin pain wasn’t already an indicator to you – I’d never been a runner before training to complete that 5-miler. In fact, I dreaded the 1-mile fitness test in gym class, and I don’t think I had ever run 2 miles without stopping to walk. I could count how many times I’d done that with a mile on one hand. In college I ran every once and again on the treadmill for fitness, and I would feel encouraged to pick it up more permanently, but it never took off. I always gave up. What was the point? (There were plenty of other machines and classes I hated less if sweating was what I wanted). And yet, as I have seen time and time again in other runner’s story’s — something finally clicked. I wanted to try again. This time, stuck.

I credit that first injury for keeping me motivated. I wanted to finish what I started. In fact, I couldn’t stop dreaming up more races, new distances. I caught the bug. I sought a running coach last fall and learned about foot strike and strengthening exercises. I ran hard drills on the National Mall until my lungs burned, and I biked home exhausted. I got better, and then the pain returned. I got better, and then the pain returned again. (This is where the ice packs came in). Finally (plenty of time-off running later), and I started 2015 ready to begin again. Smarter. Things were/are looking up.

And here I am. I spent a lot of time gaining inspiration from other running bloggers and decided it was time to throw something myself into that little corner of the internet world. Let’s do this.

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