I hope everyone had a nice Thanksgiving. I didn’t do much in the way of taking photos of food, but the husband and I hosted our first true Thanksgiving meal this year. It turned out really well… except for my lumpy gravy. When you are juggling trying to get at least half a dozen dishes ready all at the same time — something is likely going to suffer! The gravy was that this year. But I’ll take it.
I’m having trouble hitting the reset button now to get back into the daily grind and work mode. Hopefully I’ll be able to ease back in slowly and survive the next couple of hectic weeks.
As a pre-Thanksgiving celebration…
I ran the 2nd Annual Pre-Turkey Trot in North Ridgeville, Ohio on November 17.
I guess this was a fun run, aka. I signed up two months ago thinking I would be in hardcore 5K PR shape by this fall. In reality it was much like my other recent races — just run it and move on. This was my last scheduled race for 2012.
Official Time: Unknown (not posted that I can find)
Unofficial Time: Just under 40:00
Mile 1: It was bitter cold out that day and was one of our first mornings this fall where frost covered the ground. I waited in the car until right before race start. Nothing, not even a warmup, was going to make me stand in the cold any longer than I had to. The race started promptly and the smallish crowd was off. Very quickly I realized my lumbering pace would have me at the back of the pack (the joy of a small race!). I didn’t let it get to me though because really I was just glad to be out running a few miles, which is more than I have done lately.
Mile 2: This is where I began to hate my life and wonder why I signed up for this race. I was still cursing the cold weather and grumbling. Overall my pace was slow but I wasn’t having any aches or pains.
Mile 3 to 3.1: I saw Jess doing her cool down… or maybe it was a warmup still (haha) at this point and I was still feeling OK. A little bit after I felt like my legs still were not warm and the cold was really starting to bother them. They just felt tight and ready to cramp up at any time. I didn’t really sprint to the finish or anything. I tried to smile. That was enough.
Similar to the race start, I didn’t stay around very long and hopped in the car to leave. There was bottled water, bananas and bagels post-race. I would have loved to drink some hot chocolate or coffee, but to no avail. The race shirt actually will fit me too.