Please join me as I runfess three running sins.
Not As Impressive As It Might Seem
So…my husband and I ran a little 5K race in mid-state Pennsylvania earlier this month.
We were supposed to run it with our son. He was dealing with an injured Achilles, however, and could not run. We originally signed up for the race as a family outing – a very low-stress, low expectation affair. When my son bowed out, I had no excuse not to run the race as an actual race.
I decided my strategy would be to run fast (relatively speaking, of course) but not breakneck fast.
Bill and I lined up at the start. I looked ahead and saw a whole lot of “up“. The first mile and a half were mostly uphill on winding country roads. I struggled to maintain a respectable pace.
At the midway point of the race, runners did a little out-and-back loop before heading back into town. As I watched the runners ahead of me returning, I saw only two females.
Extremely surprised to be in third place, I concentrated on catching up to the second place female. Luckily, the race featured a downhill finish, and I was able to pass her.
I finished the race in second place overall. My prize was a bucket full of Easter candy and a light-up vest.
I runfess, at the awards ceremony, I discovered I was the oldest woman in the race. I also found out the young woman who beat me was 11 years old. Yes – eleven!
That took some of the wind out of my sails.
Why Do They Do That?
I runfess, one of my pet peeves is when shoe manufacturers redesign a running shoe that I love and make it into a shoe I do not love.
My running shoes of choice have long been Nike Air Pegasus. These shoes are light, flexible, and responsive. The owner of our local running store recommended them to me years ago. I have been a fan ever since.
Not having to decide which running shoe to buy has been a relief.
I go into the store, try on the latest version, and hand over my credit card. (Actually, I ask Bill to hand over his credit card since I rarely travel with my wallet anymore. But still.)
When I ran for the first time with the Air Peg version 37s, I was dismayed to discover they were much more padded, less flexible, and more clunky. Ugh! I felt like I was running with big wooden boxes strapped onto my feet.
Now I am in the process of hoarding all the remaining pairs of the 36s I can find. My 37s have already been relegated to knock-around shoes.
Why, Nike? Why?
London Is A Yes
My last runfession is a doozy.
Unless it is canceled, I will be running the London Marathon this fall.
There are three ways to gain entry to the London Marathon
- Win the lottery. Non-residents of the UK have a 5% chance of getting into the race through the lottery. Yes, 20 times more people try to enter as there are spaces. I tried the lottery this year. I did not get a space.
- Run for charity. This is either a very expensive proposition or you must ask your friends and family to donate to the official charity of the race. I don’t hold it against anyone who enters races this way, but this option is not for me.
- Register with a tour company. This is also an expensive way to gain entry into the race, and it takes several years to move up on the tour company’s list until you get a space.
I did none of the above.
I lucked into an entry when a friend who is also running the marathon asked me if I wanted to go. Uh…yes!
When she signed up for the 2020 race (which was canceled, of course) through a tour company, her husband had to pay full price even though he is not a runner.
When she deferred to the 2021 race, a few race registrations became available because of fewer participants due to COVID. She switched her husband’s reservation to my name and I just had to pay the cost of the race registration.
If the pandemic allows and the race is actually held, I will be traveling with my friend, her husband, and Bill to London this fall.
Thank you for joining me. I hope to see you again next month for coffee and confessions.
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