Shamrock Weekend – Part 1

Today officially kicked off my official come back to running since having Chet 10 weeks ago. Although I had originally signed up for the half marathon, I changed plans shortly after Chet was born. After some debate, I signed up for the 8k race instead of opting out of running all together this weekend.

I am SO glad I signed up for the 8k.

Last night I went to bed with butterflies in my stomach. In spite of the nerves and a few wake up calls with a rumbling tummy, I slept great. Chet woke up at 1:30am to eat. I woke him up at 6:00am to eat before I got ready. After pumping, I finally got out the door much later than I had hoped (still have to figure out how to juggle all of that).

When I got down to the race start, I soon learned that there was no bag check. Ugh! I had packed all my things plus a few so Christian wouldn’t have to remember them when he headed down with both boys on his own. Fortunately I ran into my friend Courtney and other moms from Moms Run this Town. Courtney is a beast and is completing the dolphin challenge – she walked the 8k today and is going for a PR tomorrow in the half marathon. She offered to carry my bag while she was walking. I can’t thank her enough. I would not have had the race I had today if it wasn’t for her carrying my bag.

The start line is somewhere up there

With the feeding, pumping and bag issues behind me, I headed to the start line. Within minutes I was off and running. I hadn’t really created a plan for this race. I just wanted to feel it out. I knew there was a water stop at mile 1.5 and 3. At the first water stop, I would decide if I needed a walk break. Like most races, the first mile flew by because I was busy dodging people. I was feeling good at the first water stop. My new plan was to get to the boardwalk before I allowed myself to consider walking. I felt good at the boardwalk. New plan. Get to the next water stop. At the next water stop, I was tired but I knew I had more. I could make it off the boardwalk before I needed a walk break. Before I knew it, I passed the 4 mile marker. My legs were tired. I was tired. I walked very briefly to drink some Nuun that I was carrying with me. I started running again. I ran under the finish line feeling amazing and tired and incredibly proud of myself.

Somehow I ran all but a small fraction of the entire 8k race today.

Beautiful day for a run

It felt so good to cross the finish line. It felt so good to run a race. It felt so good to put my run/walk runs behind me.  I definitely feel like I’m finding my running legs again.

Garmin Stats:

Mile 1: 11:15

Mile 2: 10:59

Mile 3: 11:10

Mile 4: 11:45

Mile 5: 12:38

Garmin Total: 5.02 – 57:57 @ a pace of 11:33

Race Stats:

8k  (4.97 miles) – 57:51 @ a pace of 11:38

Yay!

Not to shabby for me. Not to shabby for 10 weeks post baby. I really am excited to watch myself further progress over the next few months.

(On Friday I ran 2 miles. Hello 10s. My pace was 10:40 for those two miles!)

Stay tuned for Part 2…Cole ran the Final Mile again this year.

Published by Kristy

Finally made it into my 30s. Life is simple, rewarding, and full of lessons to be learned and goals to achieve.

3 thoughts on “Shamrock Weekend – Part 1

  1. you are amazing!!! I love you! and what about part 3, Christian handleing both boys and getting out the door and to the beach on time!!!

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