Well, for those of you keeping track, my 10k was this past Monday (Memorial Day). And, as evidenced by the fact that I am still alive, it went pretty well. I was going to break it down my what I was experiencing at each mile, but that would have read something like this:
Mile 1: Seriously, I’ve just done one mile?
Mile 2: This isn’t too bad.
Mile 3: Stop lying to yourself, Campbell. This kind of sucks.
Mile 4: Remember when you used to be able to breathe? Those were good times.
Mile 5: I CAN DO THIS!
Mile 6: If you don’t at least jog the last .2 miles, you will look like the biggest idiot ever.
Not really very inspiring. But here are the things I learned while running the Bolder Boulder:
- Running will never be “in my blood.” I’m really not a runner. I would love to keep up this training. Heck, I would love to do more races, and work on my time. But I will never be one of those crazy, thinking it’s fun to run 10 miles on a Saturday morning people. I love those people. I am just not one of them.
- I am very much a goal-driven person. I came in at 81 minutes, three minutes under the goal I set for myself. Not anything to write home about, but not too shabby either. I can handle it.
- It really does give you an adrenaline boost when people cheer for you. I’ve never done sports, so I’ve never really had anybody cheer for me in a setting like this one. I had a big goofy grin on my face half the race as random people cheered and gave us high-fives. I had an even bigger, goofier grin on my face when my dear friend Krissy and her family cheered for me when I walked into their house 10 hours after I actually finished the race
So, will I do the Bolder Boulder again? I honestly have no idea. I wouldn’t mind it. I’d love to keep up the work outs, do some 5ks, and work up to being able to jog a whole 10k. I don’t know yet if that’s realistic or not, but it would be a nice goal to work toward.
But I did have fun. Which makes me feel like some kind of aliens have invaded my body. Because? Running? Fun? It’s like I don’t even know who I am anymore.
Yay, Brandy! I’m so proud of you!
(And I feel your pain. My 8K is in 2 weeks. . . and yesterday’s run sort of sucked.)
That is awesome, Brandy! Adriene and I are running our 10K in one month (July 4)…. we are totally not ready for it.
I’m partial to 5K races personally, but sometimes a 10K can be a lot of fun too.
I knew you could do it. If I had been there you would’ve heard me cheer the whole race. I love you very much. Love mom
I found your blog from Spence Smith’s and he is right, you are very funny! Great blog. I grew up in Colorado, went to college in Boulder and have lived in AZ for the past 11 years. My brother and sister in law ran the Boulder Bolder. Congratulations to you, I really admire what you have done!
Hi Brandy, I just ran across your blog (we seem to have some same blog friends) and although I am a runner (sort of) I laughed at the inner dialogue you posted as I SOOOO get it!! I tend to go to all sorts of self-deprication when I run (which I should know better as I’m a therapist). I have friends that pull out memorized bible verses when they are going over the big hills or trying to maintain focus for the last mile. I just cuss at myself, the run, and the bloody slow stopwatch on my wrist. In the end though, it is always kind of an awesome feeling when you know you’ve pushed yourself beyond your normal limits, yes? Love your blog! I’m be visiting more often!!
soooo… hey, i like that t-shirt you’re wearing. who designed it? she must be a genius! Oh and congratuations on your first 10K! I am soooo proud you!
crap…i meant to say congratulations. not congratuations…what does that mean anyway?
congratulations! you always remember your first!