What 5k for Colombia Taught and Reminded Me
I went to the run for fun and to support my husband’s church. It was more professional than I thought though I later found the course length wasn’t accurate.
I was wrong about a number of things that day.
- Don’t judge a person by their appearance
- Drink a butt load of water on hot days
- Take it easy on hot days
- Be prepared for the tinkles if you’re a woman who’s given birth at any time in her life and has drunk said water
- Stash chapstick in that hidden pocket in your clothes if the day is hot
- 4pm on any given day in June (even early June) can be too hot to run
It was a perfect summer day complete with the sun being strong enough to bake your bones. The backs of my legs felt like my face when I open the oven after baking a dish for 20 minutes at 350 degrees. And that was just standing with my back to the sun.
Luckily running creates your own personal breeze so I never felt too uncomfortably hot. My mouth was dry except for sticky mucus and my lips felt shriveled. My skin was covered with a nasty coating of salt. I was sweating but not much. When I looked in the restroom mirror about 2-3 minutes after I crossed the finish line (had to walk a little ways to get there), I didn’t look sweaty; I looked baked.
Lessons Learned: Drink water and take it easy on hot days; stash chapstick on person; early early morning is better for running in June than 4pm.
Like always, I picked up speed when I neared the finish line aaaaaand was passed literally 1 second before crossing the line.
The look on my face made everyone laugh and shout out “OOOOH!” They felt my pain.
No worries. I felt no pain. When I had safely crossed I was laughing. I recognized the lady as someone whom I had occasionally played leapfrog with since the start of the race. She came up to me afterwards and apologized (while laughing). Her son had slowed her down at times and she had been using me as her goal for the last mile or so. She had been determined to get ahead of me before the end of the race. And boy was she bookin’ it to meet that goal. I’m sure my increased speed at the very end didn’t make her too happy. She was sprinting.
My time: 29:04
This 5k time is false as the course was .5 miles short of a full 5k. However, my speed was constant so had it been correct, I would’ve finished close to 34 minutes which is back to my pre-winter speed. Yay!
Lastly, I’m ashamed to admit that I judged a fellow runner based on her appearance. This was a humbling lesson to relearn.
I took one look at her large hips/butt and thought she would be a slow walker huffing and puffing long before the race was finished.
Not once did she walk. Not once did she slow down. This woman was ahead of me the entire race. I even lost sight of her when I stopped for my son in the last mile.
I made an epic fail and judged her. I am ashamed that I did this but I welcome the shame because it’s put me back in my place and re-opened my eyes.
She did an awesome job and deserves respect.
Lesson Learned: Don’t judge others on their appearance.
Those are my lessons. But I have one last thing to touch on. My son. He’ll be turning 5 years old July 3rd and has wanted to be race with mommy for the last 1-2 years. I didn’t sign him up because I knew, even on a bike, he wouldn’t make it through the whole race. My husband took charge of him and they biked along the course on their own.
Almost 10 minutes after I crossed the finish line, I saw my son pedaling his little heart out (he managed 2 miles!). I thought he’d stick to the pavement but he veered off toward the finish line. Everyone cheered him on. When his bike got stuck in the grass he jumped off and ran, crossing the finish line to loud cheering and a huge hug and congratulations from his mom. I gave him the cold water provided for the runners and told him it was “racer’s water.” He was so excited.
I also got a water bottle to commemorate my participation.
Do you run for fun or to compete? If you compete, do you compete against others or yourself?