(my co-worker & I ready to run!)
Thursday morning was my first Ashenfelter 8K. I went into this race thinking of it as a training run, since my hammie’s still sore. My goal was to finish in under 50 minutes. The first 3 miles of the race is part of my regular morning run and the last two miles are part of my longer regular runs, so it’s safe to say I was familiar with the course, all the little ups and downs, and exactly what song should be playing on my playlist at any particular point.
One reason I’d never done the A8K is that typically we head to my parents in eastern Conn on Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Well, that’s not going to happen again. I may be biased, since it is an event in my town, but boy, this was one of the best organized races I’ve ever run. The distance is perfect (4.97 miles), the course is pretty (going through some lovely neighborhoods), and having friends and neighbors cheer for you while you’re running is the best! The t-shirts were tech long-sleeved and nicely designed. The first 100 men and women finishers also got coffee mugs. There are no medals, but I think the coffee mugs (although I’ve no chance of ever getting one) are a better substitute. The race is capped off with a pancake breakfast.
Oh, and my time? 45:45:91! A rather math-y finish, and much, much faster than my 50:00 goal. At one point, I realized I was way faster than I had suspected when the song I was listening to was playing a few houses too early. But even better than the nice finishing time? That my hammie/hip/butt were actually feeling sorta good. i think I may have turned the corner (fingers crossed).
Following the race, I loaded the girls into the car and off we went to Connecticut. Of course there was traffic, and we pulled into g’mas and g’pas just in time for the turkey. This did not sit well with g’ma, so we were relegated to sleep on the 3rd floor. This was a light year at g’ma and g’pa’s–only one sibling (out of 3) and his family were there, so for the first time in god knows how many years, there was actually elbow room at the dining room table.
We returned home Friday night, and now the realization has set in that I’ve got to get organized for Christmas and Thing 1’s birthday (conveniently on the same day), take a week-long trip to Kentucky, finish up my work load, and still train for Surf City. It’s going to be a busy, busy, busy next few weeks!