Running Update: Success!

Approximately two months ago, Hugh signed us up for a 10K happening in DC on July 31st. Having never been a runner or having any interest in running, I saw the two months of preparation as a challenge that may result in any combination of injury, shame and complete failure.

I had doubts when I was running one mile every other morning in about 13 minutes and feeling the burn the rest of the day.

I still had some doubts after my first real set-back inspired my first really successful run.

I first felt truly confident when I finally passed the four mile mark with a month left before the race.

And when I finally ran over five miles just days before the race, I was still teetering between I can totally do this and Something’s definitely going to go wrong.

But Sunday morning came and I was cool as a cucumber. I got up before the sun, got dressed, pulled my hair into a tight enough ponytail, laced up my sneaks and headed to Hugh’s for pre-race breakfast.

Some water, some debate over whether to have coffee or not, and some peanut butter toast later we were driving across the Key Bridge and hunting for parking.

We were so early that we checked in, stashed our new shirts back in the car, milled around scavenging for freebies (including some vitacoco, which we were thankful for since there was pre-race water but no cups to drink it out of ) and did some light stretching mixed with a little sitting/yawning.

Whoever was working the mic had everyone corraled at the start line, did some talking about various charities, played a recording of Mariah Carey singing the national anthem, and while pretty much everyone was still disorganized and unsuspecting, he yelled GO.

So we ran. We passed some people and some people passed us. We got in our groove — rather, my groove that Hugh so graciously slows down to accommodate — and settled into a slightly-

faster-than-usual pace as we made our way along the C&O Canal Towpath. I felt great the whole time. No annoying cramps and no onset of exhaustion. My knee pain didn’t kick in until the last mile or so. We just trucked along, chatting about nonsense, mentally chanting slow and steady when someone who’d charged in front of us had to stop to walk.

And after crossing the finish line amid cheers from a group of strangers — race volunteers and other participants — we high-fived to the accomplishment of both of our 10K goals:

  1. Finish the race.
  2. Run the whole thing. No walking.

And we achieved both our goals within an hour and eight minutes, looking red, sweaty, and incredibly attractive.

Tired, happy and starving, we dragged our sweaty disgusting selves to Jessie & Troy’s for showers before sitting down to a massive brunch.

There was champagne involved. With a side of orange juice.

So I’ve checked ‘run a 10K’ off the life list, and it feels pretty good. Maybe I’ll run a longer race next. That’s a maybe.

I’m not running at all this week. That’s a definite.

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Posted on August 2, 2011, in 25, Adventures and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. My favorite part of the race was grabbing cups of water and throwing them on my face — just like the pros!

  2. Woohoo, Lauren!!!!!!

  3. Michele Eckhardt

    Impressive! It goes to show you the value of setting goals for yourself!
    Congrats to both of you, with lots of love!

  4. Great! I was wondering how it went. Thanks for letting us know. Good job!!

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