Gobble Gobble Gobble 2012Posted: November 25, 2012
Last year, Brendan and I signed up for a turkey trot in Salem, MA. It started really early in the morning and it was pretty far away… so we slept through it. Never doing that again! This year, I signed up for the race that was just a few minutes from our house and started at 9am… much better. Brendan was still not convinced it would go any better, apparently, so he just drove me to Starbucks and then to the start line. I take what I can get.
It was 40 degrees outside, so I was pretty pumped for a chilly, but comfortable 4-mile run. I started the morning off with a bowl of pumpkin pie oatmeal at home (old fashioned oats cooked normally, add canned pumpkin puree, pumpkin pie spice, and brown sugar. Finish with a dollop of vanilla yogurt on top!) Then Brendan took me to Starbucks for a caramel brulee latte.
I pretty much wore all my favorite running gear: Lululemon tank, highlighter warmer-than-normal half zip, full length Zella tights, unisex Nike hat, Garmie, and Five Fingers. I ended up wishing I had worn a lighter half-zip when I got warm, but it was freezing at the start, so I think it was the way to go.
This race truly was my last race before jaw surgery, so I wanted to push it, but I also knew I hadn’t been watching my pace at all recently, so I had no idea what to expect. Brendan and I talked about my game plan the night before, and we decided a 9-minute pace was realistic. I knew I could do better since I ran last weekend’s half marathon at a 9:15, but I’ve historically not been very good at changing my pace. My marathon pace is my half pace is my 5k pace.
I know I’ve said this before, but there is just something so cool about people coming together to run as a group. It is so magical when you are walking to the start of a race and runners are appearing at every corner, all waking up to meet and share this common love. It’s like we are all in on a secret. Runners are scattered on the sidewalks creeping towards the start, until suddenly we are less discreet…
How cool is that?! I don’t have Garmie with me right now, but my splits were approximately:
Mile 1) 8:15
Mile 2) 8:15
Mile 3) 8:30
Mile 4) 8:00
For a 4 mile race PR (I don’t think I’ve run a 4-mile race before) of about 33 minutes! I was more than happy with my time! The race was hard. It was hilly, it was cold, my left leg sucked the whole time. Did I mention it was like REALLY HILLY! But it was really fun, too. A lot of people dressed up with turkey costumes or hats, a lot of families came out to run together, and a lot of neighbors brought their Thanksgiving coffee outside to cheer us on. It was a really awesome community event, and I will definitely be signing up again next year.