Yesterday Jon and I ran in the Statesman Cap10K. This race is the largest 10K in Texas and the fifth largest in the country. We have ran it each year that we’ve lived in Austin.
As you remember, I had been struggling a bit with getting out the door to get runs in, so you might be asking yourself, “Why is she running a 10K?” Because, oh, I don’t know, I’m completely insane. And hey, it’s tradition! Or at least we want it to be a tradition.
The last time I ran six or more miles was in December when I was still in training mode for the princess half marathon. That training ended poorly and despite my effort, I really haven’t ran more than three mies in months. I knew running this race would be tough and I decided that I could do a run-walk after the first three miles – at the very least, I could even walk the course if I had to.
The morning started off dreadful – it was was foggy and the humidity level was at 93%. Rain was definitely on its way. Not to mention I woke up at 6:15AM for a race I knew was going to be painful. We parked about a mile away from the starting line just after 7AM and walked over with some friends who were also doing the race. Most of them had PR’s in mind – I just had one goal – don’t get dead. Okay, I realize this is exaggerating a little. I knew I wouldn’t die, but knew it wouldn’t be a walk in the park.
The race attracts between fifteen and twenty thousand participants. Normally everyone lines up in one corral that is separated by pace time. The race starts at 8AM and it’s one big wave of people. Not this year. The elites started first along with two corrals. I told Jon and our friends to go in that wave. I stayed back for the wave at 8:15 – I didn’t want to be in anyone’s way.