Sunday, April 7, 2013

Race Recap: Run the Ville 10k and Oilman Triple Challenge Medal

Wow...It's been a crazy week or so.  Between real world things, like getting ready to transition to my new role/new group, little people soccer and the decision to put our house on the market and search for our hopefully "forever home".  Plus the whole wonky knee, which has turned out to IT Band related.  Time has gotten away from me.

On March 30th, I ran our local 10k.  Run the Ville, which benefits K-life, a local Christian youth organization.  Several friends are actively involved and I know many youth who are in, or who have been involved with this group so it was a no-brainer to sign up again this year.  The impetus to doing it this was was the illusive Oilman Triple Challenge.  It's a local challenge to run a 5k, 8k and 10k from the fall to spring race season.  The medal itself is pretty awesome and I was bound and determined that it would be mine this year.

We are attempting to have some type of spring here in Oklahoma so it should not be too surprising that it would be raining. It had been raining all night and was actually still thunderstorming when my alarm went off.  I sent a text to BRF who was volunteering to see if it was still a go and she said yes.  I briefly debated not going because honestly, I'm a wimp when it comes to running in rain.  I'll run in the heat, I'll run in the cold, but rain?  No way.   I realized that if I didn't go the I wouldn't complete the Oilman challenge and thus no medal for me this year.  So I begrudgingly got ready and headed out.

When I got there to get my chip it was still pouring. Even then I was still debating going through with it.  I kind of hung around inside and then made my way to get a jacket to not get so wet. Amazingly enough, within the next 15 minutes the rain let up and by the time it was gun time it was down to a sprinkle.

The first part of the run was ok, I was so preoccupied with my first attempt at KT Tape (a total fail by the way) and was busy fussing with the jacket that I no longer needed that I just wasn't having fun.  Finally, I stopped worrying about both and just kept going.

Once I got on the Pathfinder, my home away from home during my long runs I was happy again.  I was so happy to be back on the Path that I mostly forgot that my tape was rolling up and that the jacket was a nuisance.  I cleared my head mostly and just enjoyed the trees and the birds and the mental quiet.  It was the first time I had been on Pathfinder since getting back from Princess and it was so nice to hit autopilot and just go.

The IT issue was a little bothersome on hills but I ran through and it kept going.  I can remember last year at this time thinking holy cow 10k was a long way to run.  When I ran it last year, I was still doing my hybrid version of intervals and this year I was able to run the whole thing and enjoy it.  The distance didn't intimidate me.

Unlike races in the past, I didn't set any lofty goals that would later turn around and bite me if I didn't hit it.  So I had one goal  to finish under my 1:08 time from last year.  I would not be totally honest though if I didn't admit I did have a second goal of trying to finish under close to 1:00 but I knew that most likely that wouldn't happen this time.

Imagine my surprise when I crossed the finish line according to my Garmin at 1:04.  A good four minutes earlier than I ran it last year. I was quite pleased with that. Especially since I garnered a new PR out of it.

 I was even more pleased that the sun was out and that my parents actually came out to see me finish.  I should also add imagine my surprise that I actually started my Garmin when I needed to start it, which is a first for me race wise.

After waiting for the individual awards they finally presented the Oilman Triple Challenge Award.  I was so excited to finally have completed the challenge and to add that beauty to my makeshift medal rack.

This race was a good reminder to me as I have been struggling getting back in gear.  It may not always start out pretty, I may not want to do it, I may get there kicking and screaming.  But there are a couple of takeaways I never regret the times I run, only the times I don't run.  Even if it's ugly out and my heart isn't into it, after a couple a miles and a familiar stretch of road I will be in my happy place.

 Finally, there is always a challenge, even if it doesn't result in a new super shiny big medal.  The challenge is that I conquered my will, a previous time, my comfort zone, whatever may be on my mind and in the end I come up victorious.