Posted 10/3/2004 12:53 PM (#70166) Subject: Race for the Cure (Omaha) Race Report
Location: Omaha, Nebraska
Well, I expected my first race report to be on the Chicago Marathon, thinking today's 5K would be relatively mundane, but...
After my marathon training spun off into training programs for my wife (Lynn) and our two daughters (Carolyn, 11, and Stephanie, 9),
we all ran in today's Race For The Cure, here in Omaha, Nebraska. It
was the first 5K for the girls, and although she has recently had a
problem with bursitis, Lynn was hoping to better last year's time of
I, on the other hand, was not sure what my race plan was. Originally, I
figured a 5K would be no problem one week before my first marathon, and
as the training progressed, I knew I could better my previous PR of
21:50 (which was set in this race last year).
Of course, as taper madness set in, I began to get concerned about
overdoing it. Then, after talking to Andrew "Newfie" Smith on-line, he
sends me this PM:
Well, I can't believe that you are racing the weekend before the Marathon... I did Omaha 1/2 last year before Chicago, and it messed me up.
Take it easy, eh?
OK, now I'm worried.
Andrew and I met up for a nice run yesterday morning (my first live encounter with a V-Teamer!!), and I kind of feel him out for how concerned I really should be. He's definitely still in the "Take it easy" camp. Hmmm...
Anyway, with perfect weather and my being so proud just to have my
whole family enthusiastically standing at the starting line, I realize
that I could (read: should) just run along with my daughters and call this a great day. One minute to the gun, and "I can't believe you're racing the weekend before the marathon"
is bouncing around in my head. Still not 100% sure of my plan, the gun
goes off, and I find myself snaking through the crowd of about 3,000
trying to find some running room...and when I did, I was off.
By the half mile mark, I convince myself that Lynn needs to run her own
race, and it's time to let the girls fly on their own, and I let go of
any consideration of dropping back to run with them. I figure I'll do 7
minute miles and beat last year's time by about 8 seconds. As I hit the
1 mile mark, though, I ask someone for a split time (I don't wear a watch, and there was no on-course timing) and find out I just ran the first mile in 6:45. Again, "I can't believe you're racing the weekend before the marathon" invades my thoughts, and I have one last chance to reign it in and focus on the marathon....
Nah...I'm feeling great and there's only 2 miles left, so...I decide to
live for the moment and maintain my pace, setting a new PR of
21:00...beating last year by 50 seconds. The best was yet to come,
however, as I grab some water bottles and wait to see how my family
I see Lynn come around the final turn and the clock is approaching 30
minutes. She finishes strong and crosses the line at 30:21 for a new PR
of her own. I congratulate her just beyond the finish line and say,
"Let's get ready for the girls to finish...they could take another 10
minutes or might be here soon." With my next breath I yell, "There they
are!" and reach the curb just in time to cheer them on as they sprint
together to the finish line at a time of 31:50!
What an unbelievable feeling of pride! We all have new 5K PR's, and
Stephanie asks, "Are there more of these we can do? That was fun." Yes,
I still don't know if this race will affect my marathon performance
next week or not, though I know Andrew's advice was wise, but...What a
Race!...and...What a proud father and husband I am today!!