Last year, Mike, Crystal and I all did the Second Helping Challenge prior to our Thanksgiving feasts. This year, I thought it would be fun to race in Rhode Island since Mike and I have never raced in that state. Crystal, of course, joined us! Joe also came along and raced the 5K with us as well.
In the morning we woke up and Crystal and Joe met us at my grandmother's house in Fall River, Massachusetts. We then hopped in the car and drove about a half an hour to Pawtucket, Rhode Island. We were able to find a parking spot really easily and after waiting for a few minutes, we went inside to pick up our race packets.
At first I worried that they had run out of shirts, but since our bib numbers were under 1,000 we were guaranteed shirts!
We went back out to the car and waited for a little while for the race to start. We could see the kids' race and watched all of the little kids running down the street. At about 9:45am we got out of the car and walked over to the start line.
All four of us!
We didn't intend to match, this was our 9th race together!
I really didn't know how this race was going to go. I went into it originally thinking that I wanted to PR, but we had just traveled 6 hours the day before to get to my grandmother's house. I decided that I would just take it as it came and go from there.
As soon as we started, I had a feeling it wasn't going to be a PR day. My legs felt sore and I was having some trouble breathing. I almost immediately got the "blood" taste in the back of my throat and as I rounded the first corner, I definitely knew that a PR was going out the window. There was a pretty big hill, which I was surprised about, and I just pushed up it. As the first mile came in at 8:12 pace I was a little bit disappointed, but just knew that I was working a little bit for my Thanksgiving meal later on!
I kept going and tried to pick up the pace, but I couldn't. I just tried to enjoy myself as much as I could and eventually we turned down an out and back portion of the race. I didn't see Mike, but I guess he saw me. I did see Crystal who was a little bit ahead of me, Sara's husband and as I turned to head back out I saw Joe. My second mile came in at 8:28 pace.
I skipped the water stop and I just kept going. The wind was pretty bad, we were battling 20 mph winds at some points, and my pace jumped to above 9 minute pace. Even though I wasn't racing for a PR, I didn't want to have any miles above 9 minute pace so I pushed as hard as I could. Soon we were running down that horrible first hill and I rounded the last corner. Mile 3 came in at 8:40 pace.
Happy to be done!
I could see the finish line and I just wanted it to be over. I pushed as hard as I could and crossed the finish line (the last .1 mile was 7:40 pace). I found Mike, Crystal and Joe and we all hung around the finish line for a little while, we even got some photos with Sara and her husband!
The turkey trotters
And of course we jumped!
My finishing time was 25:59, which wasn't bad considering how I was feeling and the conditions. I told Mike later on that I am happy that a "bad" day for me is still a 25:xx 5K time.
Mike did great and he PR'd with a time of 22:02, he is going to get sub-22 really soon!
Even though I didn't PR, I still had a lot to be thankful for at this race. Mike and I are so lucky to have Crystal and Joe in our life and that we can call them family! That is worth a million PRs in my opinion!