So….do I bury the lead or not? Not… Guess what? I got a FREAKING PR!!!!!!!!!!!!
Not like i’m excited about it or anything. LOL But it was a total surprise and i’m so thrilled and i’m going to make you read all the way to the bottom to see what it is. 🙂
Anyhoo…. so Sunday was the Ocean Road 10k. A great little race in Narragansett, RI that is a point to point along – Ocean Road. 🙂 This was my third year doing it and I absolutely LOVE this little (well, about 2,000 people little) race.
This has become a girls weekend away for friends and we always have so much fun and dress in theme. Last year was the Pirate Posse and this year was Team Mermaid.
Funny enough – you can dress 9 women as mermaids and get 9 completely different pairs of pants (skirt). See? #obligatoryshoephoto
I am madly￼ in love with my outfit. The pants were a last minute choice. I had the mermaid skirt from sparkle athletic but was worried about bib placement because i didn’t want to cover my shirt at all. So i got the pants. And SO glad i did. They’re actually pretty comfortable and I LOVE the leg pockets (carried my phone and room key no problem).
So….wanna see my shirt? This is if Ariel went to a rock concert and bought the t-shirt. #ironmermaid
Epic right? Of course…feeling the whole rock star mermaid vibe, my friend Cara convinced me I should do the rock & roll hair and sunglasses look. So, I ran the whole race with my hair down because sometimes, its all about the photos.
Race morning was GORGEOUS. Beautiful sunrise, a little chill in the air and just one of those days you can’t wait to go for a run.
We took the bus to the start (but forgot to do our singalong lol) and gathered as a group. Some stretched, some snacked, I finished my coffee (this mermaid truly did run on dunkin) and we got ready to go.
Cara asked if i was going to race it. I said yeah, I think so. I think I said something like “I’m shooting for 58 minutes. I’m not in PR shape, but I think i can pull 58” (Lesson here – you are often capable of more than you imagined)
I tucked into the start corral, found my friend Ashley and waited for the start signal (a rather half-hearted ‘go’ (really dude? Want coffee??). And off I went. I darted and dashed and found room to go. I knew I was going out a little hard but figured I could reign it back in later when needed.
Which wasn’t really needed until almost mile 4. 🙂 I followed the group and passed people where I needed to, and never looked at my watch. I heckled some spectators for not cheering and barked at some dogs (a race tradition).
Mile 5 was a long gorgeous downhill which I was grateful for. And as I hit the mile marker I smiled, thinking of Linda, Amanda and Nancy. And how we posed with every one of those makers last year.
Mile 6…is stunning. It’s wide open ocean views and yet also annoying because you can see the finish area. But know how far you still are from it. I let my head go blank. I soaked in the view and just stuck with the guy in front of me (thanks for pacing me even tho you didn’t know you were) and made the final turn knowing I only had a 1/2 mile left.
And when I finally saw the mile 6 mark I pulled my phone out of my pocket, said “Hey Siri, play ‘The Trooper'” and gunned it.
As I neared the finish line with a grin on my face and my hands in the air I looked at the clock and saw 59:31. And thought sweet – I’ve totally got 58 minutes.
Then I paused my Garmin (and my music) and just stared. I had a little trouble believing what I saw. I collected my medal and texted the hubs.
“Hey babe? Can you check the post-it in my bib binder with my PR list? I think I’m close.” The reply? I’m out with Mugsy. 😂
But I knew I had to find out. And I pulled up my photos. And flipped to the Camp Chingachook Challenge 10k from last year. My 3rd 10k PR of 2018 – and saw a 56:39 result.
So I stood along the fence – waiting for my mermaids to finish and just bouncing with excitement. For me…and for them. Because it’s a rare treat to cheer friends on.
And to witness Ashley cross with a PR and Cara finish strong and Rachel come cruising across in a ridiculous pair of shells just makes a great race even better.
Because my PR? It is now a 55:45.
Almost a freaking minute faster than the old one. And the fact that it came after a summer nursing a cranky hip – one that went out at mile 9 of my last half a month ago – makes it even better.
I’m writing this with a huge smile on my face. Because a sub 56 seemed like something I would never see. And yet, again, somehow shows I’m not getting older. I’m getting faster. (At least at 10ks). 😁
And this heavy medal is totally heavy metal mermaid appropriate.