You guys all know how much I love the Frosty Footrace 5K, in my Illinois hometown*. The race is small with great organization and wonderful volunteers, the proceeds benefit the community**, they have awesome post-race treats (ha ha), and… I usually place in my age group. The only bad part is that the course has tiny little hills on it.
Well, the Frosty Footrace 5K is in February, but the park district puts on a 5K with the same course in September. I have never been able to run it though! I was signed up a few years ago, but couldn’t participate due to a stress fracture***. And in years since I have been out of town or doing a different race.
But! Yesterday, the stars aligned. Um, after I remembered the race even existed, on my drive home from the Lung Run on Saturday. Ha ha.
Of course, I had to rope in my PIC****, Bobbi. We had been talking about running together, anyway. Why not throw a (cheap!) 5K in there?
Bobbi and I met before the race to get a few miles in. And realized… holy cow, it was super humid! At the beginning of our warm-up run was talk of fast goal miles and at the end, it was, yeah, “I am not sure how this race is gonna go…” Ha ha ha.
Spoiler though – we both had mostly successful races. There is no chip timing, so I made sure to start near the front to have the most accurate timing as possible, then tried to run all the tangents. Hey! In a race this small (maybe over 100 participants?) with no crowding, you can easily run the tangents.
Speaking of it being a small race… I ran a lot of it with no one by my side. I passed one lady in the beginning, two men passed me at 1.5 and right at the end, and that was it! Which is good – no one had to hear my crazy breathing.
I could see the first place and second place women (a mother-daughter team) almost every step of the way, unless there was a turn. You know in the first mile I had grand illusions of passing them and taking the lead. Buah ha ha. I let go of that idea half way through the race. I had totally positive splits – 7:41, 7:58, 8:59 (?!?!). What can I say? Those tiny hills in the last mile always get me!
I still had an overall time of 25:55 – third woman overall, and 1st in my age group. Yay!
And that silver medal?! Bobbi was second in her age group! Woo hoo! And someone from our running club WON the race. What a fun day!
Since I stayed around for awards, I had time to chat with a lot of the runners, and geesh, there are just so many friendly, nice, runners out there! I had some WANT ALL THE FRIENDS!!! feelings creeping up, fo sho. Especially since most runners are local and I know friendships are feasible. Kim. Just. Stop.
Okay. Stopped.
I am really happy I was able to fit this in to my run, and it’s always fun to get an age group placement!
Speaking of age group placements, Gina and I were talking about them last week (she just placed third in her division at a race!!!), and about how much they depend on the race and who comes out that day to run. I mean, obviously, that is how it works, right? Ha ha.
But, the topic it’s just fresh on my mind, and it got me thinking. I am not too speedy so age group placements happen for me at races with low amounts of participants*****. And even then… low participants does not = slower than YOU participants. Ha ha.
So, age group placements are super cool and make me feel good and all that, but it’s just a snapshot in time of that specific race, and my performance on that day. I know it doesn’t mean I’m speedy, in the grand scheme of things. It makes me feel good. It makes me excited. Okay, it even makes me feel a bit special. But does it make me feel talented? Nah. I don’t put that much effort in to my running!
And this all sounds like I am trying to diminish the placement. I am not. I am jazzed about it. I think people should be when they get one (or when they run at all or do whatever sort of exercise they like). A placement is a placement. It doesn’t need to be followed with, “I was the only one on my age group,” “not many people showed up,” (*cough* guilty *cough*) “I tripped someone then took their spot.” People should be proud of their accomplishments!
But! I am also a realist, and have just been thinking about how a placement does not equate to running skillz for me. Middle of the pack, for eva!!! Ha ha.
(Also, when I place, and it’s not a PR, I am always thinking, “Well, I know I could do better than that at some point!” Again – snapshot of THAT day. I am not in PR shape!)
A placement DOES mean that I have one more medal to put on this bad boy! It’ll be awhile before the rack on the left looks like the one on the right!
Oh! Before I forget! Three other thoughts:
1. Love the race shirt!
2. During the second mile I had to use my mantras “push” and “pump,” as in, pump your arms. Pumping my arms usually helps me pick the speed back up in my legs. Usually. Do you have any tricks or mantras that help you pick if up in a race or workout?
3. Super awesome that they had a photographer there and that they put the pics up on Facebook today!
*Well, the race is technically in Round Lake Beach. I live in Round Lake. Literally close enough.
**This race benefits the Special Olympics.
***I wore that race shirt to bed Saturday night for good luck. Buah ha ha.
****Partner in crime
****Or if there is no one else in my age group, ha ha.