So. About this 5K I ran yesterday.
While I haven’t succeeded in getting connected to the Kansas City running community in the four years since I moved to town, I have been absolutely blessed to be a part of a church community for almost the entire time I’ve lived here. I’ve met some incredible people who have been nothing but inspirational.
I didn’t show up to the Brent Bays 5K to run a fast race. I showed up to give support to a wonderful family who is enduring a long and challenging struggle with cancer. I showed up to commend a dedicated group of volunteers determined to help that family, and other families in the community with similar struggles, in any way possible. I showed up to be a part of something truly great in our little suburban town.
And in the meantime, I got to run a race.
Mike, defying the rules of training logic, took off from the start like a madman. I settled into a pace I was happy with, and started picking off the others who had taken off a bit too enthusiastically. I ran at pretty much the same pace I’ve been running 5Ks for the past few years, but this time something was different: I happened to pass the rest of the women in the first mile. I spend the last two miles chugging along to catch up to my husband (got him in the last mile, FYI.) And when all was said and done, my 22:59 finish time was good for first overall female.
It’s funny. I feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Part of it comes from finishing first, but the bigger part comes from being a part of a great event. Not only was it well-organized (especially for a first year event!) it served a great purpose and a need within our community. Double win!
This event was just what I needed at a point where I’m not quite sure where to go next with regard to training. When in doubt, make a difference.