This morning was my second Valentine’s Day-themed race (after yesterday’s Undie Run) — and I’m happy to report I PR’d in my first 5K since high school. Solid performance, especially after my 18-mile day!
The race was Pacers’ Love the Run You’re With 5K, and started/finished around Pentagon Row. The idea is that you sign up based on whether you are single, in a relationship or “it’s complicated,” and your bib color corresponds to your race category. Green/single, baby!
Anyway, it was cold at the start but overall a pleasant day for a race. The course is an out-and-back parallel to I-395. Nothing special and certainly not entertaining, but for a 5K, it doesn’t make much of a difference. The sucky part is that you turn onto Army-Navy Drive only a few hundred meters from the start and go STRAIGHT UPHILL. And there are a few gradual hills along the way. What a shock to the system. And that huge hill (even though you’re going down) isn’t any easier on the way back to the finish…
Anyway, I felt pretty good and was moving along at a nice pace but at the first mile mark remembered that 5K strategy is quite different from a half or full marathon and you actually can’t just run all out the whole way. So my goal became consistent pacing and keeping it sub-21:00, as I’m almost positive I never broke that in high school. I was fast back then, but not smart or really developed as a runner. When I decided/realized I could hold that pace, I was determined to do so.
Mile 1 — 6:38
Mile 2 — 6:33
Mile 3 — 6:33
Last 0.14 — 0:50 (5:57 pace)
For a PR of 20:36.
Overall, the race was fun — despite the so-so course — and a great way to spend the day before Valentine’s. Pacers generally puts on great events. The T-shirt is super cute, though it’s an American Apparel cotton one rather than a tech T. And we all know athletes love their tech T’s.
Also, in an unfortunate turn of events, my time was left off of the official results because my D-Tag was ripped. A huge bummer. But at least it wasn’t related to any qualifying standards — just my own pride and record of a PR. So it goes.