So since there’s not really anything going on on the Internet today, I thought I’d regale you all with my tale of my own little 5k Frenzy, a name I blatantly, shamelessly, and unapologetically stole from my friend Dash.
Last year, in an attempt not to injure myself, I cut way back on races. It was hard, because I love races, but I had a goal, and I threw everything I had at it. Only to then fail miserably in meeting that goal and possibly tearing some cartilage in my hip in the process. (I have torn cartilage in my hip, I just don’t know when it happened. 20 years ago for all I know.)
Anyway, this year I decided that my blind devotion to training had to go. I wanted to go back to loving running. After the doc told me that I was doing no short-term damage to my hip by running on it back in January, I began running three days a week–and only three days a week–in hopes of finishing the National Half Marathon. It’s my favorite race, despite the fact that the last two years have seen me get injured there, and as a National Marathon Ambassador, I felt a strong symbolic desire to go back and run the race and have a positive experience. And I did. Then the next week I ran the Cherry Blossom 10 miler, and even though I had trained less than I did last year, I still came out with a faster time.
At the same time, I was gearing up for a local 5k to test my fitness before launching into more formal training for the summer/fall. I picked the Kelley Cares 5k because I could run there from my house as a warm up and because it’s tiny and I set a PR there years ago (of 23:55). But then someone asked me if I wanted to run some Crystal City 5ks, and I was like, well, I can only make the ones on April 8th and April 29th. And then I realized that I had a race every weekend in April except for the 1 I was on vacation, so I found one there.
After all that and with the changing weather, I’m feeling a little tired. I’m taking this week fairly easy, but I already have my sights set on my next race. The PRR Twilight Four Miler. My 4 mile PR is something hilarious like 32 minutes, so I’m gunning for that. Please don’t be 100 degrees again this year, ok, Twilight Four Miler?