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When my alarm went off at 5:30 Saturday morning, I hit snooze and thought to myself, “Why do I do this?”
When it went off again, nine minutes later, I reluctantly woke up with the same thought looming in my mind.
After eating a small breakfast, I left my house while everybody else there was still fast asleep — despite my slamming of closet doors during a last-minute search for my left running shoe — and headed to Five Points Washington where the Fourth Annual Cherry Festival 5K would soon start.
I started feeling a little better after getting to Five Points and seeing all of the other runners warming up. I did a quick warm-up myself, and immediately noticed the heat. The forecast called for a high in the mid-90s Saturday and I think it had reached 80 degrees by start time. I hadn’t really run in anything warmer than 60 degrees since the Country Music Marathon in April.
I headed to the start, cursing mother nature in my head — because it’s obvious that she is to blame for my lack of training in the heat.
Once the race started, I really noticed the heat. I stopped for water at the water station — which is not a common practice for me during a 5K — and I even (cringe) took a quick walk-break.
It’s safe to say it wasn’t my best 5K. Just after my walk break, I again thought to myself, “Why do I do this?”
I found the energy to start running again, knowing that it was only going to get hotter and finishing the race asap would be my only chance of relief.
I finished with a not-so-great time of 25:38, but felt great. Despite my time, I had a smile on my face. Finishing a race, or any run for that matter, always makes me feel great.
Perhaps it’s runner’s high.
Maybe it’s just knowing that I’ve accomplished something great,- while many haven’t even gotten out of bed — and yes, in my opinion a 5K is definitely “something great.” Whatever it is, I love it and it’s a feeling that goes unmatched.
I grabbed a bottle of water and a banana and watched the other runners finish.
It was then that I thought to my self, “Oh yeah, this is why I do this.”
When my alarm went off at 5:30 Saturday morning, I hit snooze and thought to myself, “Why do I do this?”
When it went off again, nine minutes later, I reluctantly woke up with the same thought looming in my mind.
After eating a small breakfast, I left my house while everybody else there was still fast asleep — despite my slamming of closet doors during a last-minute search for my left running shoe — and headed to Five Points Washington where the Fourth Annual Cherry Festival 5K would soon start.
I started feeling a little better after getting to Five Points and seeing all of the other runners warming up. I did a quick warm-up myself, and immediately noticed the heat. The forecast called for a high in the mid-90s Saturday and I think it had reached 80 degrees by start time. I hadn’t really run in anything warmer than 60 degrees since the Country Music Marathon in April.
I headed to the start, cursing mother nature in my head — because it’s obvious that she is to blame for my lack of training in the heat.
Once the race started, I really noticed the heat. I stopped for water at the water station — which is not a common practice for me during a 5K — and I even (cringe) took a quick walk-break.
It’s safe to say it wasn’t my best 5K. Just after my walk break, I again thought to myself, “Why do I do this?”
I found the energy to start running again, knowing that it was only going to get hotter and finishing the race asap would be my only chance of relief.
I finished with a not-so-great time of 25:38, but felt great. Despite my time, I had a smile on my face. Finishing a race, or any run for that matter, always makes me feel great.
Perhaps it’s runner’s high.
Maybe it’s just knowing that I’ve accomplished something great,- while many haven’t even gotten out of bed — and yes, in my opinion a 5K is definitely “something great.” Whatever it is, I love it and it’s a feeling that goes unmatched.
I grabbed a bottle of water and a banana and watched the other runners finish.
It was then that I thought to my self, “Oh yeah, this is why I do this.”
