Arnold's Whole Wheat Thin with pb and bananas (does anyone else sing the Gwen Stefani song when they write that word?)
The race was about a half hour away, and it rained the entire drive. I don't mind running in the rain, so I wasn't super worried about it. By the time we arrived, however, the sun had come out, and it was 94 and incredibly humid. A pre-race photo:
There were around 30 runners and 10 walkers in the 5K. The race started late due to the need for someone to check the road for "wash-outs" - a bad sign. The course started on level blacktop, and I positioned myself near the back of the pack.
Mile 1 went by slowly and sweat-ily. It was all on asphalt or concrete, with a few slight hills and a steep bridge. Time for mile 1: 11:30. Mile 2 started out on a regular road, then turned into an uphill gravel climb. The course was an out-and-back, so by this point the "fast runners" are coming at me as I'm trying to finish my first half of the course. Time for mile 2: 12:30. By the start of mile 3, I've turned around, am sufficiently dripping with sweat, and decide that running sucks and I hate it. I make it towards the finishing line and decide to go all out for the last .1 simply to get the whole thing over with. Total time for race: 38 even. Not a bad race for gravel and puddles.
The shirt was a sweet tech shirt - I'll be debuting it soon. After refuel with water and a nanner, I headed home, went for a cool down run, and then spent the rest of the weekend on the lake, tubing and watching the Husband wakeboard.
It was a fun weekend, but not the best eating choices - pizza, cookies, even a regular coke(!) while on the boat.
Goal for the week: photograph my food and post!
How was your weekend? Do you ever hate running?