Another year, another Cap10K. As my fourth time running this race, I wanted to set a new PR (currently 39:45). I had big hopes of following a brutal training plan full of speedwork, tempo runs, and general self-torture. It’s all about pain management after all. And everything was going to plan, except that I didn’t do any actual training. At all. Sure, I ran; just nothing you could call “training”. So would I set a new PR? Did I overcome the deck that I had stacked against myself? What are lofty goals for if not dramatic cliffhangers in a blog post?
The forecast promised rain, and at 6am when my alarm went off, it was coming down pretty hard. Luckily by the time I was in my car heading down to the race, we were left with pleasantly cool, mercifully not-humid, pretty ideal race conditions. I parked and walked over to the starting area while keeping my eyes peeled for any familiar faces. In the starting corral I met up with a few fellow coworkers, most of whom would finish well ahead of me.
I bounced up and down, shook out my legs, and without much fanfare we were off! The course hasn’t changed, which means it’s still hilly as all get-out for the first half, before settling into a relatively flat finish. I hoped to start somewhat easy on the early hills to save some juice for the end. What I didn’t remember was that “easy” still meant “painful.”
Things went as planned, except that when the going got tough, my body didn’t have months of training setting the foundation. Instead when I dug deep I found a voice saying “You did this to yourself. Keep going!” So I ran. Around Mile Marker 5 I really wanted to stop. Like, just pull over and sit down. It took some mind-over-matter convincing to push harder.
All that said, the bit of redemption is seeing the absolutely CRUSHED look on this guy’s face as we approached the finish and I passed him. Sorry, bro.
The joke might be on me though. After looking up the two people in these pictures I learned that the guy above is 53 years old and the kid below is 14. Whatever. I still crushed them and look happy doing it. I crossed the line in 40:33, about 49 seconds slower than I wanted in order to set a new PR.
The big takeaway: you gotta train! 49 seconds may not sound like a big deal, but over only 6.2 miles, it is. No doubt I could’ve gotten my time down with some extra work. There’s always next year! Though at that point I may have a stroller to contend with.
|2014 Statesman Capitol 10K|
|Overall Place||147 / 11996 (1.23%)|
|Gender Place||129 / 5580 (2.31%)|
|Age Group Place||25 / 727 (3.44%)|
And for the TENTH year in a row, my company’s team won the “Corporate Challenge”! Our five fastest runners had the quickest combined time. For the record, I came in 9th on our team, out of the 119 official company team registrants. We fast.