I KNOW!! I am as surprised as you are!
An actual race report??? From ME!?
I am dipping my toes back into racing again after well over a year off. It felt good to start with this race.
The Mid-Winter 10 Mile Classic is one of my favorites. It is usually cold and always windy. Often times the course is snow packed.
I like the race for a few reasons.
It is a nice gauge of your mid-winter running fitness – the course is hilly, not ridiculously so, but enough so you think to yourself, “ah, yes…I should run more hills” or “huh. I guess I should actually train for these things.”
And while that is really great to know, for me the best part of the race is the people who show up. It is really a “no bad weather” type of crowd, people who train through the varied and crazy conditions a New England winter can bring.
People who really need a race to break up their winter training.
At this race, a group of us ran a bone marrow drive for our friend Hayley. We had quite a few people come, get swabbed, and join the registry.
Thank you to everyone who did – if you missed us and want to join the registry, head on over to www.deletebloodcancer.org and you can have a donor kit mailed to you.
I kind of forgot I was
racing running shuffling – until I noticed the room of 600 people start to clear out. I said goodbye to my friends at the donor table and headed outside to shiver with the other racers while we waited for the gun to go off.
I worked my way to the back of the pack (marveling at the guy wearing shirts and no shirt), and found a spot.
Given my training (or lack of), I decided that my goal time for this race was “whatever.”
The gun went off and scared the crap out of half the racers. Seriously, it was a loud one! We started shuffling, finding our space in the crowd, and the pack cleared up pretty quickly.
I chugged along, totally over-dressed, and threw off half of my clothes to my friend Katie before mile 1 (thank you so much Katie and Cooper for being there!)
As mile 3 approached I just wasn’t feeling it. You know those days, you are running and your legs feel like lead, your head isn’t in the game, you really want a bloody Mary, some brunch, and a warm blanket to snuggle under.
But I shuffled along, staring off at the road ahead, letting my mind wander while moving my legs. I was feeling every single ounce of weight I have gained over the past year, cursing myself for letting it happen.
I was hoping that something would get me out of my head, something would show up to make the time fly by, some inspiration, a jolt of energy…
And then there she was.
There I was, staring off into space, when I heard…“Mandy!? Is that you!”
I looked up to find the beautiful friendly smile of my friend Angel. The last time I saw her was when I met her 2 years ago while running the Eastern States 20 Mile Race. We ended up next to each other and just started running together.
It was so great to see her! I went from blah to WAHOO in a matter of seconds.
I told her about my race plan, which, as I said before, was “whatever”.
She was totally on the same page, so we fell into step together.
The next 7 miles flew by – full of laughter, stories, and of our future racing and hiking plans.
Our conversation never lagged, and it made me yearn for a running partner for my long runs.
We skipped across the finish line, laughing and hugging and waving at the camera.
Next year, I think I will train a little more, but this was a great race.
Thanks for reading!