On the 13th of December, my racing obsession gave to me: One uphill race. This was an upstate run that raised money for families hit by arthritis. They had a lot of young members there talking about their struggles, and it was really touching to see so many people rally together to help them out. It was a pretty beautiful day–especially when we took our pre-race photo:
I’ve never been lower than 100 before–I was pretty confused and excited. It caused me to do one of two things: I started looking for numbers fifteen and seventeen (which I found and got too loud about), and it convinced me there were about eight people running.
The course was around the perimeter of Purchase College, which had one million hills–it literally felt like I was running uphill the whole time (there was a downhill really early on in the race, but that doesn’t count). The really cool part was that they gave out jingle bells for the runners to put on their shoes, so I got to hear that the whole way to the finish line. The whole way.
This is the first race I’ve run where I was separated by pace at the start. I usually try to stand towards the back anyway, or off to the side to let faster runners pass. I’ve got to say, it didn’t bother me as much as I thought it would. All the fast runners passed me anyway, and anyone I would have normally passed, I quickly passed. It was significantly more organized that the giant blob moving at once.
After the race, we took our photo:
Distance: 3.15 miles
Total Time: 39:41 min.
Pace: 12:37 min/mi (Two seconds faster than last time!)