Alternate title: 162.2. Woo!
Alternate alternate title: In which I run 2 freaking awesome miles, and then crash and burn spectacularly.
So, this morning I woke up bright and early to run my first 5K since October—the Diva Dash in Leawood, Kansas.
(Full disclosure: I received this race entry free in exchange for blogging about the event. All opinions are fully my own, though!)
It was about a 35 minute drive there from home, so I toasted an English muffin with a little cream cheese to eat in the car.
I didn’t QUITE comprehend how cold it was until I got out of my car for the race. The thermometer on the car read 22 degrees…and I later found out there were wind gusts of up to 17 mph to contend with as well.
I’m not a puss about the cold, but the wind made it really unbearable. I was wearing insulated running tights, a tech shirt, gloves, and a running jacket and was freezing within 30 seconds of getting out of my car!
Luckily, the race had nice tech shirts, so I threw the second one on under my jacket beforehand.
You know…I’m not a super feminist, but I’m not thrilled with the logo. I get that it’s a women’s race, but heels and shopping bags? Seems a wee bit stereotypical and just kind of rubs me the wrong way, especially when the race benefits an awesome charity, Girls on the Run, that is largely about teaching young girls self-confidence even if they don’t fit the mold. But…rant over.
Anyway, I didn’t get to enjoy the pre-race festivities and exhibits because I was too busy huddling in the nearby hotel lobby for warmth. It was packed!
Pretty soon we were shepherded out and the race began.
Mile one: Garmin split was 8:13, also known as the fastest mile I’ve ever run, ever. My legs felt good and my heart rate was fine, but I could tell the cold was possibly going to be a factor later in the race. Dude, I think, I can TOTALLY PR.
Mile two: Garmin split was 9:16, a really great split for me, especially since this was a hilly course. I lose feeling in my fingers and tears and snot begin streaming down my face from the wind. Feel the odd sensation I get before asthma attacks in cold weather—it’s kind of like my teeth hurts and my upper chest tightens. Realize I left my inhaler at home because hey, it’s just a 5K!
Mile three: Garmin split was 10 freakin’ 56. I took walk breaks. Wheels come off the bus. Snot and tears are frozen to my face, and this entire mile seemed like it was uphill. Running tights drawstring comes untied and I have major plumbers crack for the last half mile because my fingers are too numb to manipulate anything. Run as much as possible, walk when asthma attack feels imminent.
Final time? A personal worst at 31:18. (Minus the one 5K I sandwiched in the middle of a 15 miler.)
I’m not that upset. The conditions were bad. My asthma freaks out in the cold…not a surprise there. I ran my fastest mile ever, and I think that under good conditions, I could have set a major PR.
Also, my new shoes felt great! So that’s good.
I think I’ll keep an eye out for another 5K in May or June, when the weather is warm, because I know I have it in me…I just have to find the right race.
And then I baked compost cookies.
I cobbled the recipe together using a few different sources. I was inspired by the Hangry Pants version, but also used part of the Martha Stewart Oatmeal Cookie recipe from her “Cookies’ cookbook.
- 3 c. oats
- 1 1/4 c. flour
- 1 t. baking soda
- 1 t. baking powder
- 1/2 t. salt
And then creamed together in le Kitchen Aid:
- 1 c. sugar
- 1 c. brown sugar, packed
- 2 sticks butter
And then I added to the Kitchen Aid:
- 2 eggs
- 1 t. (roughly) vanilla
Then I had the Kitchen aid mix the dry and wet ingredients together, and added the fun stuff:
- roughly half a bag of mini Oreos, crushed
- roughly half a bag of pretzel Goldfish, crushed
- 3 crushed Heath bars
- 1 sleeve salted peanuts
- roughly 1 1/2 c. Honey Nut Cheerios, crushed
- 1 King Size Snickers bar, chopped
And dropped it on cookie sheets and baked at 350 degrees for 14 minutes.
Ugly but delicious. Perfect for sinking my teeth into post-race fail.
I also spent much of my afternoon loving up the adorable stray that is still hanging out in our yard.
Tim has named him Bubbles (aka Reginald Cousins).
He is a total sweetheart and will jump right in your lap and start purring.
We’ve been contacting no-kill shelters and rescues in Kansas City hoping to find someone to take him in, but no luck.
I’d love to keep him, but…we really don’t need another cat right now.
Unfortunately, I am a total softie and started crying at the thought of him outside in the freezing weather all night. So…he’s now tucked away in our guest bathroom for the time being. If nothing else, we’ll call our vet on Monday morning and hope they can help.
Anyone in Kansas City interested in a very sweet orange tabby cat? E-mail me at thefitbride at gmail d0t com.
Anyhow. I got my hair cut this afternoon and got bangs!
I love them. I get an itch for a hair change once a year or so, and it was time!
I was going to make a pork tenderloin and cauliflower puree for dinner, but then I didn’t feel like cooking. So we went to Chipotle instead.
Now we’re watching Big Love on DVD and soon there will be ice cream and/or a beer.
Bangs—yay or nay? What should we do with the stray kitty? Ever crashed and burned in a race? Do you like cookies? Ahhh so much stuff in one post!