Life Race Recaps Running Related

Recap: 305 Half Marathon & 5K

the race I wasn’t supposed to race…

March 2nd. The night before the 305 Half Marathon and 5K…

Let’s back track… so what had happened was, this race was supposed to be a 5K. I signed up for the 5K in 2018. This was before I knew that I qualified for some bonus medals… medals are my addiction, so I changed it to the half. Mind you, I had just done the Princess Half a week ago. I took the entire week off to rest. I told myself that I would not run this race and just take my time. It wasn’t for time and I just wanted to have fun with it.

March 2nd. The night before the 305 Half Marathon and 5K… I am laying my clothes out and accessories. I realize, I’ve lost my headphones. I look everywhere but I’m unable to find them. I go to bed upset and can’t sleep most of the night.

I get up around 4 and because of the headphone situation, I am not in the best moods. My body still feels achy and I don’t want to do it. I sit on the stairs before we leave and start crying.

My daughters were supposed to be at a sleepover, but because my 8 year old had not behaved so well at the previous sleepover, she did not go as a punishment and had to go with us to the race. I had to wake her up early.

It must have been a blessing because this kid is what got me to the start and through the race.

I’m sitting on the stairs crying, feeling sorry for myself and she tells me, “Mommy, you are awesome and if you believe you are awesome you will get to the finish line. I believe in you.” She hugs me and I feel her energy take over. I get up… brush it off and we head out. She falls asleep in the car. My husband drops me off as close as possible. She wakes up to give me a kiss and tells me, “Mommy, do you remember that sign we saw at your disney race that said, ‘She believed she could, so she did’?” I answer, “yea…” and she says, “Be that.” When I tell you I lost it and started bawling at the amount of encouragement this kid just gave me… she left me speechless. I give her and my husband a big hug and kiss and off I go to wait for our 6:15 AM start time.

If she believed in me, I had to believe in myself for her.

The race started promptly and 6:15 AM. No issues. This is my favorite race. I did the 5K the year before and the views are amazing. It’s a smaller race, I believe there were only about 2000 +/- people.

I ran this race without music. I had the RunKeeper app open for the running/walking cues. I stuck to a 2 minutes on 2 minutes off interval. Like I said, I wasn’t going to race. The crowd of people you start with get smaller as the people get in their rhythm and happy paces. I’m a back of the pack, lone runner. From mile 1 – 3, I was with this lady who used a rubber chicken to signal when she was going to walk. At first, I thought it was funny. I eventually ended up passing her but I could still hear the damn rubber chicken. LOL!

From miles 4 – 9 I was neck and neck with these 2 women who were also interval running. I saw one of them had a run disney shirt and I told them I was at that race the weekend before. In typical Miami fashion, the lady ignored me. I’m used to it. Eventually I decide to run for 10 minutes without stopping. I passed them as well. I walked a little more and was stopped by a couple who asked about my hydration vest. My Nathan hydration vest is the best thing I could have purchased. I absolutely love it. I talk to them for a minute or 2 and they go back to their intervals. I eventually pass them as well.

Miles 10 – 13.1 were lonely. I had no one around me. I thought I had taken a wrong turn. I didn’t, but man was I alone. I keep running and reciting the words my daughter told me. At mile 11, I check the app and I was like “There is no way I am under 3 hours!” I was… So I ran and kept checking my watch and phone… I was going to PR… by a lot. I run. I stop for a minute because I still feel lost since I’m alone and no signs of race stuff anywhere. When I see the marker for mile 13, I was like, “Holy shit! This is happening! Let’s do this!” I run and when I see the finish line the announcer starts saying my name and I cry. I had PRd. Race time 3:10:51. That’s a 7 minute 58 second PR from Princess the week before. I cried. I cried so much all the official race pictures at the finish are of me with an ugly crying face. I see my husband and daughter and I cry to them as well.

It was the race that wasn’t supposed to be a race. The race I thought would go awful. The race that made me cry at the beginning because I doubted myself and made me cry at the end because I proved myself wrong. All because my troublemaking 8 year old told me to get my shit together and run the damn thing!

What a way to end my race season. A PR, walked away with 3 medals and didn’t have to immediately poop after the race! It was a win. 305 Half, I’m coming for you for the 3peat next year!

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *