First of all, Happy Thanksgiving! I hope your day is filled with lots of love and yummy food!
My sisters and I woke up really early, complained about being up so early, and then went off to run a race. It was pretty cool for all 3 of us to run a race together. I’ve run races with each of my sisters individually, but never together. Sister time + running = perfect.
Yesterday, little sister and I did a “pre-race” (but not really) at the gym. I did 3 relaxed and smooth miles on the treadmill and some rolling out with the bar. No core and no extra leg work. The little decided it would be a great idea to do a billion squats with the bar and leg presses… I’m not sure of the logic on that decision.
Pre-race workout followed by a pre-Thanksgiving dinner with my dad and sisters, couch snuggling while watching Risky Business (my first time seeing it!) and making critical life decisions such as deciding what shirt I wanted to race in. I repined my bib on 3 shirts before I committed (the yellow/green shirt is mine). It was a stressful experience.
I was so excited and ready to go this morning. I got right up with my alarm and started my pre-race routine: hair (pull through braid is the best), clothes, accessories (gloves, flip-belt, vest, scarf), FOOD and hydration. My sisters didn’t understand my plentiful energy at 5:45am, and wanted nothing to do with me.
My older sister ran the 5k, which started before the 10k that little and I ran. The 5k started at 7:30am and the 10k started at 8:10am. The races were totally separate and the runners in each race didn’t overlap at all. I thought it was weird, because the longer race usually starts first and the shorter race starts shortly after on the same course. I’m not sure why they did it in reverse. It was kind of annoying to stand around between the 5k and 10k, and it made the whole morning race process extra long.
We arrived around 6:55am to give big sister time to settle in before she started. She was super grumpy about being up so early and whined until the second she crossed the start line. Her misery was entertaining.
After she was off, little and I ran in circles around the parking lot to stay warm and watched the first couple people finish the 5k. We had to line up before sister 3 finished her race, which was unfortunate because I wanted to see her smiley face. Oh well! While little and I were standing in the corral waiting to go, we were dancing and being real hyper. People thought it was weird. We thought it was awesome :)
Even though we started in the same corral, we split up right away. I wanted to run a bit faster than her, which she was totally fine with. She listens to music while she runs but I don’t, so she definitely wanted to stay away from me to avoid conversation. I still love her though.
The course was a lot hillier than I expected. We were right near the Lake so lots of uphills and few downhills to recover. It was also a little gusty, which made the uphills even more fun. I always get angry at courses with obnoxious amounts of hills, but then I remind myself that races are fun because they’re challenging. Runners thrive off challenges. If there were no hills and perfect weather conditions at every race, running would be pretty one dimensional. Who wants that?
I finished 4.5 minutes faster than my last 10k this summer, which I’m excited about :). My sisters also PRed, but they couldn’t care less about times. They weren’t born with my competitive edge, and I’m pretty sure they think I’m crazy. Maybe one day they’ll accept me.
We bolted for the car right when we were done because we were cold, wanted coffee, and needed extra long hot showers. The rest of the day will be dedicated to the couch, family, food, football and lots of cuddling.
Did anyone else race this morning?? How far??
Have you ever run a race with a sibling?? If so, how was the experience for you??