Sorry I've been MIA...I've been swamped at work and have finally gotten a moment to slow down.
Two weekends ago I finished my 11th half marathon.
The weather was perfect for a wog (that’s what I’m calling it now).
It’s walking + jogging=wogging
The Springfield ½ isn’t a large race, it’s actually quiet small. They finally had over 2,000 people sign up for this year’s race. I will say that next year, please have more porta potties. There was such a long line at the beginning that I knew there was no way we would get in to use them before the race started.
But I should of just waited then crossed the start line because at the start of the race we were hanging with the 2:30 group for about 2 miles. Then the 1 lone porta potty was sitting there are mile 2 and I had to potty. So knowing there wasn’t many other stops along the route I should stop now. Almost 10 mins later….we were able to use the facilities and get back into the race.
Sadly, my motivation to catch back up with the 2:30 was not gonna happen. I was in no place to even try it. I hadn’t trained or had done any sort of running since the Little Rock Marathon a month before. So what did I do…we just enjoyed the beautiful sunny and took our time.
Which I’m glad we did, because I was not even close to prepared for this race. I didn’t bring anything with me so around mile 7, I was STARVING!!!
I can only speak for self when I say with both pregnancy, when I get hungry I have about a 5 mins window before I need to get something into my system. Well that definitely wasn’t going to be happening so luckily the next few water stops had some Gatorade so I was able to get some sugar into my body.
Note to self, for the RnR Nashville at the end of the month…I’m bringing snacks :)
Yesterday I received a few emails with pics from the weekend’s race and we got on the discussion at what point do you consider yourself a runner?
(I’m the squirrel in the snow leopard compression socks and sweat band on the right)
Many people tend to think that I must be fast because I’ve done, as they put it “so many races”. In compared to others I know I have not done that many. I think people believe that because I have my medals displayed in my office.
So far I’ve completed:
5K=a lot I haven’t actually kept track of them my last count was 10
1/2 marathon= 11 (I’ll be completing # 12 later this month)
Full Marathon= 4
In all actuality, I’m not fast at all…not even close. 2:20 is my fastest half and 5:30 for a full marathon. I’m telling myself after this baby…I’m actually going to train and put out a little effort just to see what I’m capable of.
I think that is what is keeping me from calling myself a “runner” is that I don’t train, I just finish races.
Since I’ve started “running” I’ve learned that there are no stereotypes in runners. Runners come in all shapes in sizes. You see a lean in shape person in front of you before the race and tell yourself “man, I bet they’re fast” and then you’re passing them along the route. On the other hand, you can come across someone who you may feel is larger than you and they leave you in their dust. We cannot stereotype runners, they will amaze you every time.
At what point do you consider yourself a runner?