|try not to be jealous of my luscious yard|
Saturday was the Prefontaine Memorial 10K here in Coos Bay. I've always kind of wanted to run this race yet had previously been able to find excuses not to. Now living just up the street from the course there was really no reason not to do it... well except for the fact that it is an incredibly challenging course and I'm seriously undertrained. Dan convinced me though that it was just a run, not a race... so I went with that. Just a run, no big deal. Ha! I was still a nervous wreck race (oops I mean run) day eve and day of the
I had wanted something cool to wear, like some awesome Prefontaine shirt, but couldn't come up with anything. I decided to just run in a "normal outfit" until the night before the race when Emme and I were at the store and came across some Oregon eye black stickers. It was decided, I would honor Pre's Alma Mater (and mine) and pull out the sparkly green and yellow tutu... it was game day Saturday after all and you know I love my ducks.
Little Fruit Fly (who went on to run an amazing race!) and her man. After a little talk from the announcer about the 4 runners that would be completing the race for the 33rd time!!! (every year since its inaugurate) and some awesome music, we were off. My mom and I had decided beforehand that we weren't going to run together for this race, so after the start we split up. I passed my dad, who snapped this beauty
and then it was pretty smooth sailing to the top of the first hill, where Dan and the kiddos were waiting to cheer us all on. I didn't really have any goals for this race, other than to run it well and try and be smart about it. I knew that with all my nervous energy, I might get caught up in going out too fast, which could prove deadly given the hilliness of the course. I ran, what I thought to be fairly comfortably but looked at my watch to see too much of the first mile at sub 8 minute pace... which I am not in shape for. I slowed down a fair amount (which was easy to do as we crested the hill) and tried to stop thinking so much. I was still feeling pretty good when I came up to Dan and my cheering section.
It was a quick high five from everyone, nice and neatly lined up
except Jonny who snubbed me & Euan who was strapped into the car seat, sleeping, guess it wasn't all that exciting for him...
then a blur of green and yellow tulle
and I was one my way...
Because it was an out and back, I had the opportunity to see Little Fruit Fly and my mom who were both not too far behind me. I was so impressed with my mom who was trucking right along at a pretty impressive looking pace. There were quite a few spectators out and since I wasn't exactly blending into the crowd with my outfit I feel that I stole more than my share of encouragement. I think I had forgotten the amazing power of the tutu when it comes to getting cheers at races. I even got a "go random girl in the duck tutu" from a group of high school runners on the track. The encouragement was very much welcomed as I was definitely not feeling it for this race. The only part of the course I had not run was the "slight hill" up to the track and then the track itself. When I saw the "slight hill", I almost cried, it looked gigantic. Then once up that, I could see the entrance to the track, I was hoping beyond hope that we only had to run a short way on the track, but of course not, it was almost a complete 400... I. was. done. I really should have passed that girl in front of me, but I didn't even try.
Dan and the kids didn't make it down to the finish, because 3 of them had fallen asleep but my dad was there to take a picture and hang out while we waited for my mom to finish. My mom finished strong and was pleased with her race, as she should have been, she did an amazing job, especially considering she is fighting a knee injury as well as her pesky Achilles issues. I love that she has gotten into running as much as she has, she is a great example!
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As a bonus, when I went to upload the race pictures, I was pleasantly surprised to find these gems on the camera... looks like someone had been having fun before church.