Best of 2018

I’m a sucker for year-end nostalgia. Give me all the lists, all the song mashups, all the retrospectives. I LOVE IT.

I’ve barely ever done a non-running year-end recap on the blog, though. I guess in other Decembers I’ve had more to talk about than rehashing content from earlier in the year? Not this year, though! So, without further ado, a random collection of favorites from 2018!

Top Five Most Popular Blog Posts Written in 2018
1. Bank of America Chicago Marathon Race Recap

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Always a popular one. I’m glad people like reading about my marathons as much as I enjoy writing about them!

2. Humana Rock ‘n’ Roll Chicago Half Marathon Race Recap

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I’m somewhat surprised this is #2, mostly because I don’t consider this race to be A Big Deal, at least not on the same level as the marathon. That being said, it is a pretty large event, so I guess it makes sense that other people want to read about it.

3. Bank of America Shamrock Shuffle 8K Race Recap

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Or maybe people just really like how the skyline looks from Columbus? I clearly like taking a picture of it 😛

4. Excellence El Carmen

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I’d be lying if I said the main motivation I had for posting this wasn’t to drive more traffic to the blog, so high five, post, for doing exactly what I hoped you’d do. And for being the lone non-running post that lots of people had interest in reading!

5. St. Jude Rock ‘n’ Roll Seattle Half Marathon Race Recap

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Oh look, another race recap! This one does genuinely surprise me, though. I’m curious why this race recap was so much more popular than my recap of Rock ‘n’ Roll San Diego the week before. My recap of San Diego came in 12th out of all my posts this year, so it wasn’t even close. I understand why my Chicago race recaps are popular–I am a Chicago blogger, after all–but I wonder why more people wanted to read about Seattle than San Diego!

Top Five Favorite Blogged Pictures from 2018 (in order of posting)
1. Hermit Thrush on a birding walk, Aprilhermitthrush-1

2. Last Sunday at my church, April (miss you forever, church 😦 )
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3. Skyline from the Playpen, July
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4. Skyline from the Rose Garden in Grant Park, September
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5. Cardinal on Montrose Point, September
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Top Five Favorite Blogged About Memories
1. PRing at the Chicago Marathon (and all my subsequent thoughts on the marathon)
This was easily one of the biggest highlights of my year.

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2. Seeing the Old Post Office during Open House Chicago. That was more than worth the price of a Chicago Architecture Center membership.

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3. Traveling up the West Coast on the Coast Starlight train. While I do think this trip would’ve been a lot more fun without a stomach bug, it was still a really cool experience and something I’d do again in a heartbeat.

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4. Accurately calling the outcome of the Final Four. I don’t care if it’s all luck – I’m very proud of myself for doing that 😛

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5. Cheering on my sister from afar as she ran her first half marathon. I’m still so proud of her for doing that!

What are your favorite memories from 2018?

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Thursday Things

1. I really liked what strength training did for me during marathon season this past summer, so I decided to keep it up after the marathon. I took a few weeks off, then started back at the beginning of the strength training plan Erin generously put together for throughout marathon season.

I intended to keep up with strength training for the various benefits I reaped from it over the summer (increased strength, increased endurance, increased desire to brag about how good my legs look), but I’ll admit that I haven’t been nearly as strict about getting in three sessions per week since after the race. I’m not actively chasing any big goals (training for my sub-2:00 half marathon attempt doesn’t start for another month), so everything right now is more maintenance than anything. That makes it a lot easier for me to slack off.

But BOY is that a bad idea! I feel like I’m right back at the start of marathon season when I was sore all. the. time. for weeks on end. It wasn’t until the middle of marathon season or so that I stopped dreading getting out of bed in the morning for fear of discovering which muscles would scream at me that day. Since I stopped being so consistent, I’m back to being consistently sore, and I’m super over it. I just keep reminding myself that getting all of this out of the way now will make things a lot easier come January, when I hopefully won’t be hobbling around every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday thanks to the previous day’s workout.

2. I’m curious: what’s your stance on giving cash (or the equivalent of cash: a Visa gift card, or a check, for example, but not a store or service-specific gift card) as a gift? I ask because this has come up a couple times over the past year in my family, and it’s surprised me how adamant a few adults in my family are about not giving cash, even if it’s been earmarked for a certain purpose, even if it was specifically requested by the recipient.

It surprises me because I 1) would have absolutely no problem receiving cash as a gift–I’d prefer it in most cases, honestly–and 2) have absolutely no problem giving cash as a gift. But clearly everyone doesn’t feel that way!

3. I’ve been dreading this upcoming weekend for awhile, and my dread isn’t lessening at all the closer we get. I have a birthday party Friday, an all-afternoon/evening Christmas party on Saturday, and another all-evening Christmas party on Sunday. *screaming emoji* Don’t ask me when I’m going to get my grocery shopping done (or do: the answer is, “I’m not,”), never mind find time to, you know, breathe. I already spent an entire blog post complaining about how busy this time of year is, so I’ll try to refrain doing it again. I do wish it were more generally acceptable to celebrate Christmas during non-Christmas times, though. Like why can’t we have one “Christmas” party per month? Or per quarter? That would make December so much more tolerable!

Cash for gifts: yay or nay?

Jingle Bell Run Chicago 5K Race Recap

The tradition continues!

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I’ve run the Jingle Bell 5K more times than any other race, having participated every year since 2012. While I enjoy the fun and festive atmosphere of Jingle Bell, the main reason I come back year after year is due to my odd history with age group placing at this event. Every time I’ve run this race in an even year (2012, 2014, 2016), I’ve come in second or third in my age group. Every time I’ve run this race in an odd year (2013, 2015, 2017), I’ve come in fourth (or, last year, sixth 😦 ) in my age group. As this is an even year, I obviously had no choice but to register for the race to see if my even year streak would continue.

This year, the race was at the Chicago History Museum for the first time. Another big thing I love about Jingle Bell is that it’s always held at a venue with indoor space, and when it’s been held at museums (it was at the Peggy Notebaert Nature Museum from 2012-2015. I guess it might’ve been there longer than that, but I didn’t run it any time before 2012.), you usually have the opportunity to wander around the museum after the run. The Nature Museum is great, but I’m more interested in history than nature, so I was very excited that the race was at the History Museum this year!

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One super weird thing about this year’s race was that, according to the email we got days before the event, there would be no gear check unless you paid extra for it with the race’s “Express Pass”. Since the race had day-of packet pickup, I thought that was insane. I don’t remember any race I’ve ever run in the city that didn’t have gear check, especially a race with day-of packet pickup, where you’re bound to get extra stuff you won’t want to carry with you on the course. They did end up having gear check for regular, non-Express Pass participants (like me), which was a huge relief, but the whole thing was definitely confusing!

The night before the race, I did some digging into past results to see what I thought I’d need to run to score an age group award this year. I figured I’d need to definitely do a sub-25:00, which was fine, because I definitely wanted to do a sub-25:00 regardless of where it would put me in the age group standings. 24:30 seemed like a reasonable time to target, so that was my goal for Saturday.

One of my friends from CARA training this past summer ran the race as well, so I hung out with her inside the museum for a bit before we parted ways at the start line. She was aiming for closer to 9:00-10:00 miles rather than the 7:53s I was going to have to turn in for a 24:30 race, and I have to admit I thought her race plan sounded a lot more enjoyable than mine.

I spent my time waiting for the race to start scouting out the other women around me near the front of the start corrals. Running for age group placement more than anything else meant that I really didn’t care about any of the men, nor did I care about any women under 25 or over 29. As this race has taught me several times, though, I am apparently totally useless at estimating a person’s age (especially when that person is bundled up), so as far as I could tell, every woman was almost certainly between the ages of 25 and 29. Of course, even that doesn’t necessarily matter, because the top three overall women are ineligible for age group awards. Even if every other woman in the corral was in the 25-29 age group, as long as three of them swept the podium, I could still manage to come in sixth out of all the 25-29 year old women and get an age group medal.

Of course, all of this strategizing went completely out the window as soon as the air horn went off to start the race, and everyone around me shot past the start line like a bat out of hell. Figuring that three miles isn’t too long, I did my best to keep up and turned in a 7:35 first mile.

Now, I don’t think I’ve ever run a 7:35 mile when I planned to run more miles immediately afterwards. I knew if I could keep that up, I’d definitely PR, which was a secret goal of mine for this race. I haven’t even come within spitting distance of my 5K PR in four and a half years, but I did so much more training this summer than ever before (and continued that training past marathon season) that I thought I might stand a chance at updating that PR this year. After all, I only had to hang on to that pace for another 15 or so minutes!

As it turned out, I couldn’t even hold onto that pace for another two minutes, haha. I slowed down pretty quickly after that first mile and logged an 8:07 mile two. I was too tired to do any significant math on the fly, but I thought that maybe a 7:35 and 8:07 would average out to be close enough to PR pace to get the job done. (For the record, 7:35 and 8:07 average a 7:51 pace; in order to PR, I need a sub-7:48 pace.)

I was d.y.i.n.g. for the last 1.1 miles. I was huffing and puffing and trying to will my legs to go faster, but it wasn’t happening. There was a girl in a Northwestern hat that I had passed somewhere relatively soon after the two mile mark who came up on my heels around 2.5, so I threw down a (reckless) surge, assuming, once again incorrectly, that I could sustain that kind of speed for the remainder of the run. WRONG. She (and another woman) caught me around 2.8 or so, and try as I might, I couldn’t get back in front of them. Sigh.

I checked my watch at mile three (8:13. Yikes. How to Not Run a 5K 101: Run your first mile 38 seconds faster than your last mile >.<) and thought I had plenty of time to finish in under 25:00, but I was wrong. I crossed the finish line in an infuriating 25:01 and knew there was no way that’d be good enough for an age group award. The even year streak would end at three.

I gasped for air for a bit at the finish line, then waited for my CARA friend to finish before heading back into the museum. Jingle Bell always has timers inside who can print off your results for you, but this year they had computers, too. I went to one just to see how far I was from an age group award, and saw it say, “F25-29: 3rd out of 19.”

*falls over*

I could NOT believe it. I was so sure I didn’t stand a chance, especially since I blew up so badly as the race went on. Last year I ran a 24:54 and came in sixth–SIXTH!–in my age group. Seven seconds slower this year was enough to move me up three places?! Are you kidding me?!

I stuck around for the awards ceremony so I could get my medal right away, and I ended up actually getting second in my age group, not third, because the second place woman was a 27 year old. Fine by me!

I had a great time at Jingle Bell this year, though I have to admit that I am fairly shocked my even year tradition continued. I really thought it would come to an end this year–I thought that before I started running–so to walk away with an age group medal was a really nice treat 🙂

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Thursday Things

1. Every December, most of the women on my mom’s side of the family (my grandma, my mom, her sisters, and sometimes my cousin-in-law) come to Chicago for a shopping trip. This year’s trip was on Tuesday, so I took most of the day off and hung out with them downtown and in Lincoln Park!

We started the day at Macy’s, per our tradition. I didn’t have any shopping to do on this trip, so I tagged along while everyone else debated the pros and cons of various ties and sweaters. Eventually we made our way up to the seventh floor to see the Christmas tree in the Walnut Room.

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Sigh. I’ve been to Macy’s a few times recently, but this was the first time I had been up to the seventh floor since early August. At the end of August, Macy’s sold the eighth through 14th floors of the building. Floors nine through 14 weren’t open to the public in the first place, so that’s not much of a loss, but the eighth floor was where they sold furniture–and, more relevantly for this particular post, where you could get the best view of the Christmas tree, in my opinion. But now that’s all closed 😦

It made me unnecessarily sad, as did all the consequential rearranging of the store: furniture is now on six, the home goods from six are now in the basement, and the whole Christmas section that used to be in a corner of six is now on seven (and WAY smaller than in years past). I took an absurd amount of pride in my ability to navigate Macy’s on State Street with ease, but now I’m not as sure where things are, and that contributes to my sadness. I also really liked the eighth floor. It was quiet and generally uncrowded, which made it a lot easier for me to imagine what it must’ve been like when the store opened 100+ years ago–not that I think it was quiet and generally uncrowded back then, but the wood floors and such made that easier to visualize than the carpet or tile and racks of modern clothes on other floors.

2. After Macy’s, we went to lunch. I made reservations at Remington’s on Michigan because it was nearby and a survey of the attendees said that Remington’s was the top pick. I assumed we’d get a table and that would be that. Boy was I wrong!

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Our table ended up being IN the wine room! It was incredible! There were doors on both sides, so we could close them and actually hear each other talk. The food was also delicious, so win-win. I think it’s safe to say that Remington’s will be our destination of choice for future December family shopping trips!

3. One of the biggest draws of this trip for my family in the past was the opportunity to go to Crate & Barrel on Michigan Ave. Since that no longer exists (because apparently nothing is sacred in the cold, unfeeling world of real estate and retail), my mom wondered if it’d be reasonable to go to the Crate & Barrel at North and Clybourn instead. But of course! So up to Lincoln Park we went, where I found the Crate & Barrel experience to be approximately 2983472 times more pleasant than it ever was on Michigan Ave. due to the dramatically smaller number of other humans in the store.

I think the real highlight for my family, though, was The Container Store across the parking lot from Crate & Barrel. There are exactly two Container Stores in Michigan, both of which are in the Detroit area. Since my family lives in West Michigan, most of them had never been to a Container Store before, and it was, as far as I could gather, utterly life changing. Not that I can say I blame them–The Container Store is a place where I think I could genuinely buy their entire inventory.

I had to head out early to get to my usual Tuesday evening obligations (therapy + dance), but it was really nice to spend some time with my family!

It’s the Most Busiest Time of the Year

(Yes, I realize “most busiest” is bad grammar. That was the point.)

I want to like the holiday season. I really do. Every year, I think, “THIS will somehow be the year where I do all of the things with none of the burnout! There will be nothing but cheer from now until New Year’s Day!” Yet here I am, a whole 12 days into the “official” (i.e.: post-Thanksgiving) holiday season, and I’m already finding work to be a nice reprieve from the insanity that will be every weekend from now until the beginning of January.

The season started off on the wrong foot, I suppose, with a totally packed Thanksgiving weekend. Instead of a relaxing couple of days off work, I had something going on from the moment I woke up until the moment I went to bed on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday of Thanksgiving weekend. It was a lot–too much, really–and I said that I couldn’t keep doing this to myself. If I was going to insist on doing ALL OF THE THINGS on weekends, I had to keep it to one day.

So, naturally, I did ALL OF THE THINGS every day this past weekend, too.

On Friday, I went to see Ralph Wrecks the Internet after work, which was just delightful. The story itself was great, but I was a particular fan of the seemingly endless Easter eggs throughout the movie. My hands-down favorite part, though, was whenever the Disney princesses were involved. There’s a scene towards the end of the movie that is accompanied by a song that combines big musical themes from each princess’s movie when she’s contributing to the action on screen (so when you see Pocahontas, for example, the soundtrack is Colors of the Wind) that I want to watch a million times in a row to catch all the references.

Ever since I started marathoning, I’ve had this intermittent knee soreness that usually flares up once or twice a year. It started bothering me last Sunday, but I really did a number on it at dance on Tuesday. Since I have a race that I care about coming up this weekend, I thought it’d be in my best interest to take it easy for a few days, so I bailed on my long run on Saturday. Couldn’t have picked a better day to do that! The weather was horrendous, and I was glad to not be outside. After the weather cleared up, I headed downtown to the Christkindlmarket, hoping the earlier rain (and continuing wind) had scared enough people away that it wouldn’t be a totally miserable experience.

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I don’t know that I’d say it was totally miserable, but I don’t know that I’d say it was totally pleasant, either 😛 I guess that’s the nature of the Christkindlmarket, though. It’s a cool thing you can only do for five weeks of the year, and obviously weekends are much easier for most people (including me!) to go visit than weekdays. I wanted to go only because I really like the mugs this year, so I at least it wasn’t a bust in that department.

On Saturday night, my company held its annual holiday party. My company throws two big parties per year: one in August just for employees, and one in December for employees and a guest. I’ve attended six of these parties thus far, and in my experience, one usually VASTLY outshines the other. One event (historically, the August event) is focused almost exclusively on eating and drinking, while the other (historically, the December event) is focused on eating, drinking, and cool things you can do while at the party. This year, however, the August event was one that I truly don’t think they’ll ever beat (I mean, we got to see the Cubs clubhouse, hang out in the 1914 Club at Wrigley Field, see the 2016 World Series trophy, and meet Ryan Dempster and Ryne Sandberg (and get their autographs on a baseball). I don’t think anything could possibly top that.). Because of that, the holiday party was a little more low-key than usual, similar to what I expect at the August party. The venue was pretty, though!

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All of that running around left me pretty tired (and, consequently, pretty cranky) by Sunday. Fortunately, this upcoming weekend will likely be moderately more low key (I don’t think I have anything going on Saturday after my race!) – but don’t even get me started on the weekend of the 14th-16th 😛

 

Thursday Things

1. Oopsies.

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So much for that whole, “2018 is my last Chicago Marathon and I will not be told otherwise!!” thing.

If I’m being honest, I didn’t sign up for the Chicago Marathon in 2018 intending for it to be my last. It occurred to me early in training that it likely would be my last and I should treat it as such. By mid-July or early August, I was already wavering on that. I distinctly remember being in the middle of a run commute one day during the summer and thinking, “You know, I really do enjoy training for marathons. I’d really miss this if I didn’t do it next summer.” So then I thought that maybe I’d train for a late summer/early fall half marathon, and if that went well I’d sign up for a later fall marathon–most likely Indianapolis. I also considered entering the NYC lottery and seeing what happened (I…may or may not still be considering that, despite having an entry to Chicago.). As this year’s Chicago Marathon got closer, I became more and more unsure of my insistence that this year would be my last Chicago Marathon, and when I found out that the 2019 race is on October 13–the same day as my first Chicago Marathon in 2013–it was all over.

BUT! 2019 will be my last Chicago Marathon–last marathon, period, most likely–for awhile, pinky promise. And the 2019 Chicago Marathon is going to be a victory lap, not a PR attempt. The only goal I’ll allow myself to have is to run faster on October 13, 2019 than I did on October 13, 2013. Assuming all goes as planned next year, I’ll be moving to the suburbs in the middle of the summer (consequently, the middle of marathon training). That will mean a lot (a lot) about my running will have to change. Run commuting will be off the table (*genuinely sobs*), and I’ll no longer have easy access to the Lakefront Trail (*more genuine sobbing*). Since nearly all of my running life has consisted of out-and-backs on the Lakefront Trail and two-thirds of my past two marathon trainings have consisted of run commutes, that’s going to be a pretty significant change, especially during a time where I need to be logging eight, nine, 10 mile weekday runs on my own (I can run with any CARA group, including the suburban ones, so I’m not concerned about my long runs). I expect at least a little learning curve, and I expect that my race training will suffer anywhere from mildly to moderately while I’m on that curve. I don’t need the added pressure of a PR. Besides, I can genuinely say that after this year’s marathon, I’ve accomplished everything I wanted to with the distance. If I never run a faster or stronger marathon, I’ll be okay with that. I just want to get in as many marathons as I can while I still have the freedom and flexibility (and desire) to train with relative ease, and 2019 will likely be one of my last chances to do that. So, victory lap it is!

2. I have yet to meet a running sock I don’t like, so when Swiftwick reached out to me to see if I’d be interested in trying a pair from their newly rebuit PURSUIT line, I took them up on the offer.

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Holy smokes you guys, these socks are SO cozy. Like, I legitimately said, “Wow!” out loud in the gym locker room when I put them on. They’re super comfy and soft, which I didn’t expect at all, and made with merino wool to help keep your toes dry. Highly recommend! (Opinion is my own, of course.)

3. I fear I may need to get over my hatred of the treadmill this winter. I plan to start training in the middle of January for my sub-2:00 half marathon attempt, and, unsurprisingly, that involves a fair amount of 1) running and 2) speedwork. It didn’t occur to me that accomplishing either of those things outside might be more difficult than I anticipated until Monday, when I was reminded just how many people view clearing their sidewalks as optional.

I planned to run when I got home on Monday but scrapped those plans almost immediately after getting off the CTA, when a seemingly infinite number of unshoveled blocks and/or lots greeted me on my walk to my house. Trudging through snow is a nuisance, but due to the nature of the storm we got Sunday night, the sidewalks weren’t covered in snow: they were covered in ice. I’ll run through snow (cautiously), but I certainly wasn’t going to attempt 5×400 on ice.

Obviously I wasn’t thrilled to skip my workout, but the sidewalk situation really upset me more than the fact that I couldn’t do my run (especially since I had plenty of time to make it up later this week). It had been nearly eight hours (eight daytime hours!) since the snow stopped falling by the time I got home. While technically any of the snow that fell after 7 a.m. didn’t have to be cleared until 10 p.m., per city municipal code, the vast majority of my walk home takes me past businesses. There is absolutely NO excuse for them not having their sidewalks cleared! You were there all day! It stopped snowing before noon! Get out a shovel and a bag of salt and do your job, darn it! It’s annoying to me that I couldn’t do my 400s, but it’s not just about me and my silly workout plans: it’s about public safety. What about the elderly or disabled who also need to travel on those sidewalks? Falling for me would be an embarrassment; falling for them could be a crisis. Clear your sidewalks or hire someone to do it for you. I’ve got to imagine that’s a whole lot cheaper than being sued because someone slipped and fell and broke a bone on your property due to your negligence.

Who else is running Chicago next year?
Tips for making the treadmill tolerable?

Art Van Turkey Trot Chicago 8K Race Recap

I decided once again that getting up early on Thanksgiving sounded better than sleeping in and that running an organized race would be more fun than running on my own, so I kicked off my Thursday at the Art Van Turkey Trot Chicago 8K!

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It was COLD Thursday morning (well, not compared to what they had on the East Coast), so I got to the race about 15 minutes before it began to minimize the amount of time I had to stand outside. Even though the race is fairly large (it sold out with 8,000 registrants), there isn’t a whole lot of corralling that goes on here. The race is divided into two waves: those who plan to run a 9:59/mile or faster, and those who don’t (including those who plan to walk the distance), but it’s up to you to self-seed within those waves and their corresponding minute/mile corrals. As you can imagine at a family-focused holiday event, that has mixed results at best.

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I lined up in the back of the 8:00/mile corral, since that’s roughly what I “wanted” to run on Thursday. I say “wanted” because I didn’t really have anything in mind in terms of goals. I knew from last year that the first mile or so would be bonkers with crowding, and I didn’t even bother to look up my time from 2017 to avoid putting undue pressure on myself.

As expected, the first mile of the race was ridiculous. I did my best to remain patient, since I’m sure plenty of people who show up to this race don’t run any other races all year, and those who came to actually race lined up in the 7:00/mile corral anyway. It’s meant to be a fun event, and that’s fine! I think it’s great that people want to start their holiday that way!

HOWEVER. I only had so much patience (and by “so much” I mean “very little”) for the fully grown, almost certainly literate adults who seemed to view the gigantic signs that announced corral paces as suggestions rather than directions. I understand that if you only run a handful of times per year, you might not have a good concept of what 8:00/mile means. Surely–surely–though, if you are a fully grown, almost certainly literate adult, you MUST know that 8:00/mile does not mean casual walking, right?! I have no problem with people who signed up for the race with the intention of run/walking (as long as they had the intention of doing so at an overall 8:00-8:59 pace if they lined up in the 8:00/mile corral). I also have no problem with adults who ended up walking because they ran with their children, who shot out of the start line only to find themselves exhausted 400 meters later. I also have no problem with anyone, adult or child, who signed up for the race with the intention of walking the entire distance. All of those situations are 100 percent okay. What’s not okay is when adults who clearly never planned to run a step of the race–like, wearing a full blown parka clearly never planned to run a step of the race–line up in the 8:00/mile corral and then stroll the course! Come on, people! We got emails nearly every day leading up to the race that specifically said that Wave 2 was meant for walkers! If you’re going to walk the whole thing, follow the instructions and line up where you’re supposed to!

Anyway.

The big advantage of running the 8K at this event is that you get to (briefly) ditch the 5K participants around mile two, and that the 8K has a substantially smaller field than the 5K. The course opened up as soon as the 5Kers turned off, and I literally breathed a sigh of relief at all the newfound space I had. I was even more relieved when I finally hit the first aid station, which for the 8K wasn’t until just before mile three (!?!). That was a lot longer than I wanted to go without water, especially since I overdressed (of course).

The big disadvantage of running the 8K is that you have to join up with the 5K participants again with about a mile or so to go in the race. The course was the same as last year, so at least I knew it was coming, but that didn’t make it any more pleasant. I ended up tailing a guy from the 8K who passed me right after we reunited with the 5K, letting him make all the strategic decisions of how to best bob and weave through the crowds while following in the wake he left. Fortunately, this is only really bad for a half mile or so, until you go through the Barry Underpass and get into more open territory.

By that point, though, the damage had been done in the pace department (the damage had really been done after my lackluster 9:20 first mile), and I crossed the finish line in 45:30 for a resounding personal worst in the 8K. I’m not too upset about it since I didn’t have any expectations going into the race in the first place (I’m more upset that my watch said 45:26 while my official results said 45:30. I’m used to a second or two of discrepancy between my watch time and official time, but not four seconds!). I got my 10,000 steps for the day in before feasting, which was my only real goal 😛

The post-race party was just as awesome as last year, though moderately less enjoyable (for me) because it was so cold. That’s not Lifetime’s fault, though. I did get in my turkey bowling, and a photographer I know Lifetime uses for some of its advertising collateral took a picture of me bowling, so perhaps I will, at long last, realize my dream of ending up in a race ad (my real dream is ending up in a Chicago Marathon ad, but I don’t wear enough Nike to make that happen). Based on the fact that the website currently only uses photos of the actual race, it might be a stretch, but one can hope. Regardless, I got my mini pumpkin pies, which is as good of a reason as any to run this race as far as I’m concerned.

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All in all, a good way to start Thanksgiving. I don’t know if I’ll be in town to do this race next year, but I think it’s a great city option if you’re looking for a local turkey trot.

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