Happy belated Thanksgiving to all you readers out there! Nick and I had a fairly mellow holiday. I had a scheduled 60-minute training run for the day and I’d gone back and forth on whether or not to sign up for a race for the day. Last year I ran in the YMCA Dallas Turkey Trot– the 8-mile leg, and if you’ve been following me for a while, perhaps you recall how chaotic that race was. Being an 8-mile race, I knew it would take me longer than 60 minutes to complete (especially since it is crazy-town for the first two miles as the 8-mile and 5k are together). My pace leader, Carrie, told me she was going to run the North Texas Turkey Trot in Frisco, TX (a second ring suburb), which is a 5k and 10k race. She convinced me to run it with her and so at 7:45 AM on Thanksgiving morning, I met up with her and her husband a few blocks from the race.
The morning was cool-ish in the 50’s, but I knew with the sun shining down that it would warm up pretty quickly so I opted to run in shorts and a T-shirt. I’m glad I made that choice. Carrie and her husband both had long sleeve shirts on and they were dying!
It seemed to take for ever, but eventually the start of the race was called and we were off. I had no intention of racing this race, but rather, treat it as a training run in a new location with lots of other runners around. Enrique, Carrie’s husband, who is also a pace leader, is much faster than the two of us, but the three of us stayed together the entire time. Carrie was having some stomach issues so we weren’t really pushing it for a training run either. It was nice to have the company!
Unlike the Dallas Turkey Trot where the 5k and 8-mile race start together then split, this is just the opposite. The 10k race started first and the 5k joined in 15 minutes later, so by the time we were connecting back to the 5k route, we fell right into the 5k walkers. Ugh, such a pain. I went into the race, having learned what I did last year, that Turkey Trots aren’t good for racing because everyone and their dog is out to participate that day. Accepting that fact, I wasn’t nearly as frustrated as I was last year, but it is still aggravating when you are trying to dodge through the crowd to continue to run.
With about a mile and a half left (and about half-way through the 5k), I heard a girl walking the 5k complain about how hard this was and she didn’t think she could make it the whole 3.1 miles. Seriously!!?? This girl didn’t seem to have any physical ailments that would make walking 3.1 miles challenging. She was in a normal weight range, probably in her 20’s, and she had walking shoes on. And the course was completely flat. Not a hill in sight. I was blown away when I heard that! Perhaps there was something going on with her beyond what I could see that would make walking a 5k challenging, but my guess is that we live in such a sedentary society, that walking 3 miles has become quite challenging for a lot of our population.
Anyway, after dodging the walkers, dogs, and strollers Carrie, Enrique, and I crossed the finish line together.
The final time: 1:08:34. It was my slowest 10k, but like I said, I wasn’t out to race it. I was out to train and enjoy the run with Carrie and Enrique. Being Thanksgiving, I’m thankful I have a strong body that can carry me through a 10k (and further), whether that’s walking or running!