Saturday, February 1, 2020

Race Report: Hearts and Soles 5K

Previous PR: 22:36 (11/4/18)
90% Goal: 23:59
50% Goal: 23:30
10% Goal: 22:30
Result: 22:18 (PR!)



Training:

I'm currently on week 7 of a 12-week 5K training plan culminating at the Publix 5K on March 1. I put the plan together myself, combining pieces and parts of various other plans I had available. Generally, I'm running 5 days a week for around 30mpw:

Mon rest
Tuesday 10K with hills, strides, or a tempo component
Wednesday XT/rest
Thursday speedwork (repeats at the track)
Friday easy 3-4mi on treadmill
Saturday long run, with a tempo component
Sunday easy 4-5 with stroller

Long runs have varied from 8-12mi, with a 3-4mi "tempo" component for the past couple of weeks that's been around an 8min/mi. Speedwork has been 200m to mile repeats, usually summing up to around a 5K of distance.

Today's race wasn't actually the goal race for the training cycle, but something new (for me): a time trial. I got this idea from my friends' Hansons training philosophy. A few weeks before your goal race, do another race and see where you're at. So, I did. 


Pre-Race:

My husband and I drove down together, and then I ran an easy 2mi with my training partner, checking out the new course, which had a LOT of switchbacks. I'm glad I took the time to survey the course; it really helped during the race.


Race:

I wasn't sure whether I should start in the front of Wave B or the back of Wave A. I wasn't certain I'd go the requisite 7:30/mi for Wave A. Spoiler Alert: that was an absolutely unfounded concern. My husband rolled his eyes and told me I definitely wanted to be in Wave A, and not the back. "You'll stuck behind people on the switchbacks otherwise. Wave A."

Alright. So, I made my way into A, and tried to think about what sort of race strategy to employ. 

Nope. Not happening. Guess I'll just run fast?

I saw a friend's professional Ironman friend ahead of me, and tried to mimic her stride a bit. Watching her leg swing and kick distracted me for a bit. The first half mile felt easy. I was sure I was probably running a high 8. Nope. 6:50/mi. 

This feels EASY? WUT.

I held the sub-7 pace easily, until the first of many switchbacks/u-turns. We ran down a big hill, around a little parking lot, and then had to climb a big hill followed by a smaller one leading up to the Mile 1 marker. I focused on my arms and breathing, but still felt like my 7:07 split was easy. 


not a bad elevation profile


Mental math. If I run 7:07 for the rest of the course, which is probably unlikely because I had a niiiiiiiiiice downhill for the first bit, that's 7x3 = 21 + 3x7s = 21:21, plus a little less than a minute for the last <200m. 22:21. That's a PR. OMG, I could actually PR today.

Mile 2 was nice-ish. We had a big downhill that I tried to take advantage of, and then a long stretch of flat road, until we'd turn left onto the greenway path that would take us back to the start. It was at this point that I started looking for the softball field as a landmark, which would mark that turn off. I wasn't hurting, but I was definitely looking forward to being at least halfway through. I saw one of my favorite running friends as a course monitor as we turned onto the greenway, which made me smile. 

My second mile was a 7:17. I was starting to tire a little, but not too bad. I focused on enjoying the greenway, using my arms, and maintaining the push. One more mile.

It got a little hard around the 19min mark, and I found myself mentally struggling with whether or not I should push harder and risk burning out before the end, or if it was okay to maintain this pace and kick a little later. I held the pace, and started counting down "track laps". 


mid-race dip = the hill
latter dip = mental blergh


Breaking the last mile+ into "no more than 5 laps" was really helpful. I'm so glad I've got a regular day of training at the track each week to help me wrap my mind around how fast I can run a given distance. 

I continued the mental math, realizing I had lost some ground, but was still more than capable of a PR... if I didn't let up. 

Not only did I not let up, but I kept telling myself "you've come this far, now capitalize on it-- get the PR you can get. Every second faster that you can run is one less second on your net time."

When I got off the greenway, there was a small hill into the parking lot, and then a series of three switchbacks through the aisles I had to make until I could get across the line. SO glad I knew that was coming. I focused on my arms, my lean, and my legs, and went for it. 


Professional triathlete Haley Chura, and the Running Mamas



Reflections:


  • So proud!!! I'm 6mo post-partum, and just ran a 5K PR. This is a victory on SO many levels.
  • Also kind of scared because now that I've run a 22:18, that means I'll have to run faster the next time I want to PR... which is actually in four weeks at my goal race :/
  • It's amazing to think that I was barely over a minute slower than my speedster husband, and less than a minute slower than what I might need for a Peachtree A Wave bib. I believe I'm capable of that sub-22 time.
  • Still can't figure out if I ran hard enough, because while I had some mental "ugh, I don't want to be pushing right now" moments during the race, I never felt like I really pushed myself to my limit.... 
  • I also had seriously positive splits, though (7:08, 7:16, 7:21), so maybe?
  • Life is good. Life is happy. :D I have a ton to think about, though, on how I want to use this experience to best prepare me for my actual goal race. 



Grateful for my husband who supports me at events, but also by getting the kids up and ready 70% solo on the mornings I run before the sun

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