SEF Arts Fest 5k (Number 8)

Sometimes I can’t believe I’ve been running for over 7 years. Other days, I can’t remember much about my life routine before running.

This past Saturday was my favorite local race of the year. It’s a 5k/fun run for the Sherman Education Foundation in conjunction with the city’s Arts Festival. It has become a family tradition, and even though the number of how many of our family attends has changed, some things have not. Like funnel cake. :)My friend and I had discussed throughout the week how we were going to get the long run done for our Dallas training. We decided we didn’t want to give up the rest day on Sunday, so we ran before the race. I ran seven miles, and then went home to put on dry clothes and get the kids.

My youngest son was running the 5k. This was his 4th year to run the 5k. Every year before that, he did the fun run. I’m trying to encourage him toward cross-country in high school without pushing too much. I want him to see running as fun. My youngest daughter is now in the high school band, so she missed running to be part of the Arts Fest kickoff with the band.

We had a good-sized group of Texoma Runners show up to run.

It wasn’t the nice fall-like weather we had the week before. In fact it was muggy and warm for our run before the sun came up. At least there was a bit of a breeze for the race. It was still hot though. I like to tell the newer runners in our group that their goal is to pass a few of the high school cross-country runners during the race. I’m kidding.

No, not really. šŸ˜‰

My plan was to run based on feel. Without changing the training around the week before the race, I wanted to put in a solid effort, and hopefully not bonk in mile 3!

When my watch hit the first split (7:43!) I knew I was either in good shape or big trouble. The second mile was 7:50 with a slowdown for water at the aid station. Whoa! I didn’t run that fast in my 5k in July when I was training for speed. What the heck?!? My running buddy and I had stopped any chitchat long before. I reminded myself “don’t step off the coals.” My 3rd mile was 7:56 so overall I ran faster than I did in July even though the time was almost the same (Garmin differences in distance showed this one to be a faster pace). Total official time was 24:38, and I did pass a couple of cross-country runners. šŸ™‚

After I finished, I headed back out on the course to find my son, and he was less than half a mile from the finish when I found him. His finish time was almost 10 minutes faster than he ran in August. He had started with me and held on as long as he could. He was proud of his first mile.

After the 5k, we all got our capes for the Hometown Heroes fun run where they were honoring first responders. I had my son run it with us, even though he was tired. He said, “I already ran 3 miles!” I told him he would get faster by running more. He had fun. šŸ™‚

 

I checked my results and I couldn’t believe I actually won female masters, although the one who usually wins masters, won overall female! I want to be like her when I grow up. I have never won money from a race, because if I win masters it’s because it’s a smaller race. Not to mention that this was after 7 miles that morning in week 8 of marathon training. I looked back on the past few years and my time for this race has been around 24:30 3 years in a row. At least I’m not getting slower.

We had a lot of age group places from our running group, and I am so thankful for them. They keep me motivated.

It’s a pretty awesome group.

 

We finished out the morning with our usual funnel cake over at the Arts Fest. We didn’t walk around or do anything else, because we were all pretty tired. I totaled 12 miles for my Saturday, and I was ready for a nap.

This finished up week 8 of Dallas training, and now marathon training moves into the longer long runs. Time to buckle up!

 

 

 

 

 

Family Traditions (SEF 5k)

Last week was a cutback week for me for marathon training, and I had some fun with it.

Even though the heat hasn’t let up much here, I still got out with the kids and ran to get ready for the 5k we were all doing on Saturday.

They wanted to go to the park to run and then play. Sure, why not?

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Then on Thursday we ran a mile and a half. My 13 year old daughter would run ahead and walk until the 10 year old almost caught up to her. Then she’d take off again. Nice, friendly competition between siblings. Two weeks ago, she decided sheĀ was ready to start training for the 5k, and she made good progress in a short amount of time.

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Saturday morning, we were ready to race the Sherman Education Foundation 5k. This was my 7th time to run this race, and it wasn’t the first time for them either. I told them to make sure to run their own race the way they wanted to. Slow and steady, or run/walk – whatever isĀ best for them.

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After I finished a very painful 3 miles (I have not been training at sub 8:00 pace!), I grabbed some water and a banana, and headed back out on the course to run my kids in. With a little over a half a mile to go, I saw my 10 year old and ran with him for a minute. He went on to finish, and I found his sister a few minutes back. My husband was out on the course with his bike, to encourage them. When my daughter askedhow far she had left to run, I told her about 3/4 of a mile. Her response, “Really? I’m almost done!” Probably not many kids who think 3/4 of a mile is a short distance. My kids have a different perspective on what “far” is. šŸ™‚

I’m proud of the way they ran the race. My youngest ran faster than he did at the 5k in August, and it wasn’t much cooler. The humidity was high – still. I ran almost the exact same time I ran the race in last year (when it was rainy and a little cooler). This year my time was 24:23. I was hoping to get back in the 23 minute range, but I guess if I don’t train for 5ks, I really can’t expect to bust out a time close to my PR. I did manage to win my age group though. I guess I can’t complain about my 5k time if I’m always training for marathons.img_8239

This is my favorite local race of the yearĀ because of the traditions around it as a family. The traditions are changing a little with our family – two of my kids had to grow up and move off. šŸ˜¦ But after the race, we visited theĀ Arts Fest and spent someĀ time at the different booths. And of course we had funnel cake. That tradition hasn’t changed.

With the 5k on Saturday, I got up planning to meet my running buddy for a 12-13 mile long run Sunday morning. This is what I woke up to:

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With the time constraints (and lightning factor), I reluctantly got on the treadmill. The storms weren’tĀ moving through anytime soon. By the time it started to clear up, I was up to 10 miles. I just finished off at 13, and that ended my cutback week. That was a rough run, but at least I had podcasts to listen to. Before Sunday, my longest treadmill run was 9 miles. I didn’t want to go that far on the treadmill, but I have goals that won’t be reached by skipping a long run. I learned for next time to put towels around the treadmill, because it was a gross sweaty mess. My body is just too efficient at cooling.

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Partly bad lighting, but yes my face probably was that red.

That ended my first cutback week of Dallas Marathon training, and now I’ll start ramping up the miles while I wait for fall temperatures to show up.

Anybody else?

 

 

 

 

Yes You Can (SEF Arts Fest)

Saturday was my favorite race day of the year. This was the fifth yearĀ our family has participated in the Sherman Education Foundation run. There is a 5k, 10k, and fun run. The schools get involved and it’s one of the biggest local races we have. The goodie bags are awesome – string backpacks, reusable bottles, etc… It’s also held in conjunction with the ShermanĀ Arts Festival. What better way to spend the day as a family than to run together and eat funnel cake?

This year we changed things up a bit. In the past I have run either the 5 or 10k, then ran the fun run with the kids as a cool down. This time, my youngest two decided they wanted to do the 5k. Since their first 5k in April – an untimed color run – they’ve been asking to do another. My parents planned a trip up. My dad was going to run the 10k, and my mom was going to walk her first 5k. My husband (who got his fill of mandatory running in his Navy career) was the finish line support crew.

Earlier in the week I decided not to change my marathon training around. I wanted to see how I could race on tired legs. I’ve run my fastest times when I was marathon training. Go figure. But since it was still warm and humid all week, I gave up hope on a PR. By Saturday morning I had been dealing with lack of sleep, busyness at work, busyness at home – helping translate Spanish homework at 10 pm – and general stress all week. My Garmin had quit, my appetite was blah, and running felt tougher than it should have. I needed relief and sleep. Oh, and this was an “easy” week for training.

Thank goodness there was no football game Friday night.

Saturday morning, I ran to the start as my warm up and met up with the rest of my crew. I also ran into my friend who was running the 5k as a shakeout run before her first half marathon the next day.

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The 10k course was hilly and tough – especially the hill between mile 4-4.5. It knocked the wind right out of me. That’s also the point where my legs said, “Hey, we ran 9 miles yesterday. What the heck are you doing?” Since I didn’t have a GPS watch, I had my iPhone tucked in my iFitness belt with the Nike Plus app going. I had the audio on, but my breathing was so awfully loud, all I could hear for the first three miles was “average pace 7…” I had no idea how fast I was going, but I had my eye trained on another runner from our group who is faster than me. Before the race, I told her I was using her as my rabbit. After the hill, I lost her. I did what I could to run strong, but I was so grateful to be finished. My official time was 50:54, and my mile splits on the app were 7:33, 8:01, 8:09, 8:10, 8:35, and 8:33. Oops. I went out just a little too fast.

After I crossed the mat, I heard my son call out to me. Then my daughter came running up. Her face was red from running, but she was smiling. “I finished before you.” I was so proud of them for finishing on their own. The look on their faces when I asked them if they wanted to do the color fun run was priceless. They were doneĀ running for the day.

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I found my mom and congratulated her finish, then went to cheer in my dad while my husband headed over to the gazebo to hear the band (and our oldest daughter) kick off the start of the Arts Festival.

My dad and I both placed first in our age groups in the 10k. My mom was fourth in her age group for the 5k. Pretty niceĀ for a first raceĀ and she’s a fast walker. My friend running her shakeout in the 5k: Grand Masters Overall female winner. (She went on to finish a great half marathon on Sunday.) Her mom ran her first 5k race andĀ placed first in her age group Ā – at age 70.

I write all this because it goes back to the heart of my blog. I started this blog to honor my dad who ran his first 5k at age 61. He didn’t think he could run. He was walking 30 minutes a day on the treadmill, and I told him he could do a 5k. My mom, who can’t run because of knee problems, was walking 30 minutes on the treadmill at a time. My dad told her she could walk a 5k. So she did. At age 62. Yes, anyone can run. They can participate in many ways.

So many people can get started just because you put an idea in their head that they can do it. Don’t be afraid to say so.

 

And the funnel cake? It was worth it.

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