So it has been a little under a year since I ran my last 5K. I always think I’m in 5K shape and I’m always wrong! For me, running a 5K is tough. You don’t have time for strategy. You don’t have time to increase your pace. You just have to go out strong, stay strong, and finish strong. At least that has been my approach to 5K runs…good, bad or indifferent. That’s just how I seem to handle them. The Tex Mex 5K was no exception. This is actually the first time I’ve run this local race that is extremely popular. The race is put on by a restaurant named, Tex Mex, that is well known for their homemade chips and strong margaritas. They serve their margaritas at the end of the race to the runners and seriously this place has the best margaritas.I don’t know why I waited so long to join in the fun. The proceeds benefit a local environmental group.
The run was held on a Wednesday night a few weeks ago. Prior to the race the sky opened up and it down poured, complete with thunder and lightening. It passed quickly, and when it did, it left behind a beautiful sunny sky with temps in the 70’s and zero humidity. The running conditions could not have been any better. This race was very organized, minus them not having my pre-registration logged which really wasn’t an issue as they quickly got my information in the system, handed me my bib, and I was on my way. I loved all the different vendors and the live music and that small downtown atmosphere. It really enhanced the experience.
As we made our way to the start line they had broke the runners up into corrals. I was at the front of the 7-9 minute mile heat. I started out faster than I wanted to but I felt like I had to break from the pack. I also think the fact that I had a chip on me escaped my attention. As I rounded mile one the time on the clock said 7:02. It occurred to me that I was in the 6 minute range because that time was for those who started in the first heat. I kept at it and slowed up for some water because I was beyond thirsty. I hate stopping for water in 5K’s but I had no choice.
So the run went through this quaint little borough. The wide tree lined streets were closed to vehicles and just filled with runners. We made our way through the streets and it was such a nice run. People were out on their front lawns cheering as the runners passed, many of them were spraying hoses. I ran the entire race next to this guy who was running at a pace that was a step ahead of me. I was the only girl I could see anywhere around me. Then I ran around the bend, passed the school, and then out of nowhere two female runners passed me. Their stride was strong and I knew there was no catching them. I figured they looked about my age. I was right. They won and I lost.
As I crossed the finished line, I could see Josh and the boys cheering. I have to admit when I saw the time on the clock there was the slightest twinge of disappointment as I was over the 22:00 minute mark. The guy I was running with the entire time turned and high-fived me as I crossed the finish line and congratulated me on a race well run. The boys were super excited as we made our way back to the festivities. I grabbed some food for them and some of the Tex Mex Restaurant’s homemade chips and salsa and then got in line for my margarita!
I was pleasantly surprised when I checked the finisher board and saw that my time was actually 21.58. I had forgotten I was chipped so that was an awesome surprise! I was equally surprised that with that time I did not place in my age group. I came in 4th and according to my 9 year old that means “you didn’t win at all mom”. However, the top female finisher overall was 36…which means the top overall finisher was in my age group as were those two ladies who passed me and placed second and third in our age group.
Nonetheless, it was a great race and I enjoyed myself and was proud of my time! My quads were sore as all get out the next day and it felt great! Hopefully you’re enjoying your summer and you’re getting out there, being active, and enjoying that good sore feeling!Pin It