With my Run a Race a Month plan, I was aiming for all new races each . My city has a local 5K every year to fundraise for our awesome fireworks and I can't pass up contributing to such an awesome show. Besides, the start line is walking distance from my house. Win!
Last year it was sunny and 80 degrees at the start.
This year it looked like this:
When I saw the weather I could've just said, eff it. They still had my money so I was still helping out the fireworks. But, unlike what my children believe, I am not the Wicked Witch of the West and I will not melt. I decided to run.
The problem with rain and this temperature is I knew I was going to overheat once I got moving. But, I also knew I would be cold, too. I ended up wearing leggings, my running jacket, and short sleeved shirt. Last year, when I got my shirt with my registration I just stashed my shirt under a bush and picked it up after the run. This year there was no where for me to put it so I put it on. This, of course, pushed me over the edge when it came to warmth.
The run wasn't bad. We started right on time and there were maybe 100 or so people there. I had my phone in my pocket inside a plastic baggie so I didn't take any pictures. It was the exact same route as the year before, and a route I am familiar with because I run it all the time. That's the beauty of a neighborhood race.
I went out fast. My first mile was so close to being under 11 minutes that I could actually taste it. BUT, the course jacked me up and ended the first mile on a damn uphill. I couldn't maintain that pace going up so I had to slow down a smidge and finished it at 11:01. Balls.
I slowed down each mile for the rest of the race. I was bummed out about that, but the weather, and killing it that first mile just beat me down. I ended finishing in 35:34 with was about 30 seconds less than my time for that course last year, and about a minute slower than my PR. Not a bad race, at all.