Earlier this week, another challenge was put out to all 12athoners to earn bonus points for this quarter by running 4.2 miles today, the 20th. I wasn’t sure with my upcoming half marathon and DC field trip if I’d be able to take on the challenge of this bonus run. The only thing working in my favor was that I had plenty of time today to complete the bonus run. I have spent the day at the BWI airport. I arrived at 10:00am for a 4:30pm flight. I had plenty of downtime to walk 4.2 miles and complete the challenge. So that’s what I’ve done.
I walked 2 miles through Concourse D. Stopping for a brief time for lunch at a taco joint in the airport. I walked another mile post lunch Then, I found a nice, quiet place to charge my phone and take an hour nap. After 4 days of long days on the 8th grade field trip, I was pretty tired. After my catnap, I walked the remaining 1.2 miles circling the airport.
I can’t say this was my favorite place to fit in some exercise. It became monotonous walking the same path over and over again. I’m pretty sure I got some strange looks too for making continuous laps around the airport, but exercise can be done any where and any time, if we are just a little creative.
On a complete whim, several of us rallied to run the Chasing the Moon midnight 5K at Bur-Mil. It’s been on our radar for several weeks, but there was a lot of speculation if we could all stay awake and make the run. Then to our luck, a bonus run popped up on the Virtual 12athon Challenge‘s Facebook page and we could earn additional 4.15 points for this quarter. With those two events, it became a no-brainer. Thoughts of this week’s taper heading into Flying Pirate weekend quickly went out the window in favor of fun. I don’t regret the decision.
Chasing the Moon was such a small race, where there were no bibs to wear (we were handed index cards with numbers indicating our finishing place) and no official time clocks (they used a stopwatch). We even had to hand in our finishing cards, where a volunteer recorded our names alongside our race times. In a time where race fees are between $25-30 for 5K’s, the $15 entry fee was a treat!
The race was an out and back on the Greenway, leaving Bur Mil heading towards Owl’s Roost, turning and heading back north towards Strawberry Road, turning once more to head back to the finish by the Wildlife Center. There was a decent size crowd out there, 75 runners dressed in full nighttime gear, headlamps galore! Add in near perfect running weather, it was a wonderful event. There was a festive vibe along the route, even a small group of walkers were making spooky, cackling noises as runners passed.
Post race, Daniel and Nathan finished up their additional mileage for the challenge. I decided to wait until this morning and cheer on our fellow WHC runners as they crossed the finish line. Katie completed her bonus run this afternoon after her weekend festivities. Overall a great way to end/begin the day!
This was quite a week for the Woo Hoo Crew. Several of us met milestones for races and training and even, in fashionable race wear. Also great personal achievements too!
Here’s the highlights!
- Katie finished a 30 mile week, with running her 12 mile long run on Monday night!
- Melanie J and I figured out that a 7:30 pace is the pace we can’t talk, hence no complaining during speed work. I’m pretty sure this is helpful information for Nathan.
- Daniel has been running consistently every day since the start of the year.
- Kathy laced up and met the Volvo girls for a post work run.
- Carole had a milestone week as she makes her comeback to running. So proud of her!
- Lauren ran 9 miles solo in the rain on Saturday. She’s a strong girlie!
- Melanie J ran the Cooper River Bridge 10K run on Saturday. Still waiting to hear an update from her on how it went. I’m sure it was crazy fun!
- Katie, Ralph and I ran the Human Race 5K, the second race of the Greensboro Race series. Even though the weather was dreary, we all had a great race day.
- Ralph finished in 22:43, setting a new “old age” PR and earning 1st place in his age group.
- I finished well, earning a new 5K PR, 25:33 and a 1st place age group. Still in disbelief about this one!
- Katie got her running mojo back on her 5K, finishing under 10 min pace! Woo Hoo!
- All three of us earned some points on our quest to complete the race series.
- Our Sunday morning run was great fun! Nathan killed his 10 miler..smoking hot pace, under 8 min! The rest of us all finished strong.
- And even though it technically was last Sunday, I introduced the “running dress” aka a waterlogged tank top. Gave us all a good laugh!
On a professional note, Nathan directed the world premiere of his newest piece “Legacies” honoring Lynn Glassock at the NC Day of Percussion.
Only other runners can understand the sickness.
The sickness that we get when we hear about races, either events we research online, find on Pinterest or hear from other people, and instantly want to register for them all, regardless of cost and/or travel. The sickness we suffer from when planning our vacations and other obligations around our training and races: “We can’t go out of town that weekend, that’s the same weekend as ___(insert race name here)_____” The sickness when we will take on a distance race greater than what we have run in weeks, just because the race director announces a long sleeve tee, great post party, 2 free beers or even better, an awesome medal! The sickness that invades our minds and bodies when we get nervous days before toeing the line at a race, in the hopes of having a personal best. The sickness that overcomes us when we decide that waking up at 3:30am to run 12 miles for a challenge , wearing 12 layers of dirty clothes, all while eating Girl Scout cookies and drinking beet juice (ew!) every mile sounds like a twistedly good time. The sickness that attacks our sense of reason when we justify buying new running clothes, just because they are on sale AND super cute, over fixing broken appliances. The sickness that makes setting an alarm, even for a time earlier than Monday thru Friday, for a Saturday morning run some how more reasonable. The sickness that allows us to soundly forget our manners (snot rocketing, burping and god forbid, farting) and becoming one with nature (knowing the best places to duck behind a shrub). The sickness that forces us to justify running around a 1/4 mile oval at a pace that makes wonder if our legs will just give out. The sickness that makes us burst into tears from laughing so hard at phrases, like fartlek, running of the balls, and plica. The sickness that forces us to change clothes in a parking lot, not caring who sees us in various stages of undress, to bring a whole extra bag full of dry clothes, and to wash the salt off our faces in a bagel shop bathroom. The sickness that makes us think running through a freezing cold stream, not once, but twice, is the highlight of our weekend. The sickness that makes us search our closets for just the right costume that we can wear to the next great race, all the while still making sure that we can actually run in it. The sickness that makes us plan routes that end at establishments that allow us to instantly eat bacon and bagels or drink hoppy brews. The sickness that affects our normal thinking process to point we cannot do simple math, know our rights from our lefts, or read a map. To the other side, this same sickness will cause us to rationalize signing up for another marathon while still running the first one, taking on a run with obstacles just to mix up our training, or running a half marathon with a few days warning because a bib passed down to us.
The remedy: The sickness that can only be cured by spending time, running beside some of the best people you know, sharing the road, stories, laughs, and miles with them, cheering each other on, offering encouragement along the way, and enjoying the sport that we love, together. If this is what the sickness feels like, then I hope to be sick for as long as I can.