One Hill Of a Run

When we started running in January, it was cold and wet. I was so motivated thinking that, by May, we would have warm weather and beautiful skies. Not so much and definitely not today.

This morning, Adam and I completed our 2nd 5K (Merriam Turkey Creek 5K run) right in our very own town.

To sum up the race:
1) We went into race without running once this week due to social gatherings and because it rained nearly everyday (regardless, there is never a good enough excuse to not get in your runs. We will not do that again).
2)It was cold (pretty sure I'll have pneumonia this week).
3) It was misting the entire time (so much so that my hair became curly, which, for the record, is not a good look for me).


4) It wasn't one hill like the race information stated. The run consisted of three hills (I'd describe the first hill as "grueling." Do not be fooled by the above picture of "flat land").
5) I never stopped running. I was determined to win the battle against those hills (dramatic, yes, I know).
6) I rolled out of bed 50 minutes before the race started (the race was just three blocks away).
7) At mile marker 1, they told us we were running 9:18, which is faster than we run while we're training. To hear that time felt absolutely amazing!
8)We finished at 31:09 (considering the hills we ran, we were happy with our time - still two minutes faster than our first 5K, which was all flat).

Regardless, as with every race we've done, I absolutely loved it. Crossing the finish line is never going to get old.

At this point, we've run 2 5Ks, 1 8K, 1 10K, and I walked in a 5K. That definitely classifies us as runners.




Our next scheduled race is in three weeks. We're registered to run the Hospital Hill 5K, but after today's race, we're going to change it to the 10K. Might as well run an even harder race. After all, you only improve when you challenge yourself. Really, how bad can a race be that has the word "hill" in the actual title?