On a personal level, I have not run a 5k in about 1/2 a year and I was battling a hamstring issue I stupidly picked up earlier this week. As always in 5k's, I went out way too fast. I do this every time. Inevitably I let the adrenaline get the best of me and I run like crazy the first 3/4 mile and then try not to throw up the last 2+ miles. A friend of mine told me he was going to try to run with me for a while if I was going to be running about 7:30 per mile pace. I told him that was my goal. Near the first mile I was around a 6:50 mile pace and my friend was nowhere to be found.
During the run I had to run through many pot holes that I didn't know were pot holes until my foot found them. I kept pushing with all my ability in the cold, wet and windy weather. I believe I was in about 7th place the whole race. I kept looking behind me and no one was near me. I was really excited to be competing in the top 10 (even if a lot of the runners were walking).
I successfully finished the race without throwing up which may have been my greatest accomplishment of this morning. Although the results aren't out yet, I believe I finished in 7th place out of 160 with a 23:09 time (7:25 pace I think). Although I always hate 5k's while I am running in them, this day reminded me how much I enjoy the whole experience. There is something fun about laying on the ground after a finish knowing you gave your all.
This race, I ran for Joe P and his parents. They are truly an inspiration to so many. $23,400 was raised this year in Joseph's honor. This was a remarkable amount... one Joseph truly deserves.
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