This year, I challenged myself to run a total of 750KM and my first 10K race before the end of 2013.
Last weekend, I completed one of those tasks.
I wish I could say it was completing the 750KM, but alas, I’m not quite that motivated. Rather, I ran in my first 10K, and actually did pretty darn good (if I do say so myself).
The race was the Sporting Life 10K held every May in Toronto. An easy course for my first foray in 10K running (nearly 7K of the route is running downhill on Yonge St.). But everyone’s gotta start somewhere, right?
I had a few concerns going into this race. The first one is that I’ve only ever run 10K once in my life. It was last fall while I was training for a 5K. It was awful. I hurt for a week afterwards. When I got back, I was limping. My time wasn’t awful for a first attempt (1:14), but I walked a lot of that and found everything after 6K really hard.
The second concern was the lack of training I actually did leading up to this race. Oh sure, I had a plan. Especially given my goal for kilometres run by the end of the year. I mean, I’d be running at least 15K a week, right? Right?
Not so right. See, I haven’t really been hit by the running bug. I like to track my runs and watch myself improve, but I more run because I know I need to in order to stay in shape and try to shed a few pounds. I don’t really run for the love of running. Truth be told, I hate it. If I had a choice, I’d stay on the couch and open another bag of potato chips. But that’s a blog post for another day.
So going into this race, the furthest I had run leading up to it was 7K. Gulp.
I knew I had gotten stronger (again, why I track these things), but didn’t know if I could pull it off.
Leading up to race day, we had some great weather. Race day came and it was one degree when we left the house. Gulp. And the wind. Wowzas.
Still, Keith and I soldiered on. And when the time finally came for our corral to go, I was ready. Whatever happened, I knew this would all be over in the next hour and a half. I just had to do it.
And do it I did.
I set a goal for myself to finish in 1:12. When I created my run playlist the night before, the music ended at that time. I figured finishing a few minutes sooner than my first 10K with not a lot of training before the race would have been good enough of an accomplishment.
I ended up finishing the 10K in 1:05 (1:06 for the actual race — I started my Nike+ app and my run 200 metres before I crossed the start line). I also ended up running the entire 10K. I really wanted to walk around the 8.5K mark, but had a feeling if I did, I’d never start running again.
I can’t describe the way I felt after finishing that race. Pride, amazement, accomplishment were all ways I felt. Keith finished ahead of me and was standing just past the finish line waiting for me. When I saw him, I just collapsed in his arms. I really, really did it.
We’re planning another 10K, but I will train this time. And I have 600KM to go to meet my 750 goal for the year. But even if I don’t completely fulfill that goal, I’ll have this one.