Short and sweet, both the race and the RR. I’ve never run a 1 mile “race” before and had no real desire until I learned that my coach would be the race director for an inaugural local one. The race date ended up, of course, on the same morning as DH’s first triathlon of the season. Luckily, I’m smarter than I look and was able to figure out a way to make it all happen.
5am: wake up!
6am: Intended parking area for triathlon is NOT allowing traffic from the direction we arrive from, contrary to map on website.
6:01: Almost complete freakout by DH
6:02: Few illegal traffic maneuvers puts us in a prime spot.
6:03-6:45: Mill around while DH sets up transition area. Feel thankful that I am not getting in the gross, freezing cold (68 degree) water. Yeah, no.
7:11: DH’s wave starts! The swim is not exciting to watch because you can’t really see anything until they come back in. Spectator failure: I don’t see DH come out of the water. DS and I watch for awhile, about 10 minutes past when he should have come out but don’t see him. I planned on watching him start the bike then head over to my race…I feel slightly off about leaving when I don’t know for sure he came out of the water. Hmmm. I figure he swam faster than we anticipated and came out earlier than expected (which thankfully is what ended up happening but I wouldn’t know this for another hour!)
7:45: I stroller jog to my race which is convienently about 1.5 miles away from the triathlon start. Perfect! DS is 5 years old and about 45 lbs. Not perfect. It’s hard to find an easy pace.
8:05: Easiest bib pickup ever. Coach is at the registration table and hands me my stuff. There are 5 heats for the 1 mile race: Masters men, Masters womem, Open men, Open women, then Kids. I’m slightly nervous that I will be DFL in the Open women’s heat. The race is small, maybe 20-30 people per heat with most of the racers being on race teams or track clubs. I have no idea what I’ll run. My “PR” is from during a 5K a few weeks earlier (7:50). The smart online calculators say in the 7:20-7:30?
8:15: Find out friends that were going to come…can’t. Slight panic as the dad was going to watch DS while I ran.
8:20: Coach finds a volunteer to keep an eye on DS. Crisis averted!
9am: Race! I am normally a solid pacer. Not today. The first half is really fast but as soon as it starts to suck, it’s over! Official time 7:13. Sweet PR! And I liked this a lot better than a 5K. Also, I finished in the lead of the “normal people” pack. There were maybe 4-5 women after me.
9:20: time for the main event—the kid’s mile! [side note: DS ran a mile race as part of a HM and 5K event last year but he jogged and walked with some friends. And the course was about 1.7 miles instead of 1 mile so not a memorable event for a 4 year old.] We’ve been practicing a bit in the previous few weeks, doing one mile with a mix of running and walking. I was hoping to just encourage him to try and run the whole thing. And he did! Coming in at 10:17. His medal is a piñata so he was pretty excited. I asked him later if he’d like to do it again sometime and he said “it was pretty long. Maybe next year when I’m 6”.
He's the little guy in the blue shirt on the right side. Just ignore that heel striking!