Last weekend I wrote about being talked into a 5k and surprising the crap out of myself by getting a PR. This weekend I was talked into another 5k by this lovely lady
Me and H post race. It is like I seek out the hottest friends I can find! Unbelieveable. Seriously, I am a hot girl MAGNET. I don't know my secret, sorry boys.
This run was a fund raiser for the SJSU Athletic Trainers Program and my buddy H was running the show. For a little bitty 5K put on by college students, it was amazingly well run. Lots of volunteers, lots of support. Much better than many half marathons and triathlons I have done. Overall a great race.
We start promptly at 9:30 and we had to navigate a few walkers to get going, but apparently 5k's bring out a dormant competitive side in me and I started off by pushing my pace and targeting people to pass.
Skinny chicks, young chicks, dudes, you name it. People I have NO business thinking I can beat all were in my sights today. For the record, most still beat me, but I digress....
Oh, it hurt.
It hurt A LOT.
I drug LA Run Buddy with me because I was once again concerned about being dead fucking last since I was running a 5k with college students. It is always nicer to be last with someone and I know that she will stay with me even though she is much faster than me. Turns out I have her to thank for the PR I got on this race.
LA Run Buddy is getting sick and I drug her out in the cold and drizzling rain to run a 5k so I would not be last alone. I am such a gem of a friend.
As we turned to the finish line this one pretty, young thing that we had been playing leap frog with, passes us. LA Run Buddy looks at me and I can see the "Oh, HELL no" look on her face and we start sprinting. I really did not think I had it in me to sprint and had I been alone I would have let Pretty Young Thing go, but LA Run Buddy was having NONE of that. We repassed Pretty Young Thing and continued to race each other to the finish (Yes, she beat me. Whatever)
When I checked my watch I could not believe it.
27:54 new PR
Now to some of you that would be an embarrassment, but for me that is like breaking the fucking sound barrier.