April 1, 2012: Cherry Blossom Ten Miler in Washington DC 2:00:46 (yes, I know this out of sequence but it deserved its own post)
How fitting to run a race in DC on April Fools Day! I hadn’t run since March 3 and that was 8 miles. I was nervous because this race had a cutoff of 2:20 and I was afraid for the first time I would be picked up by the sad van. I felt a bit like a fool for trying this but the 5k would not have satisfied me and the stubborn jack ass in me had to go for it.
I decided to run in zone 3 and take the day as it came. As long as I wasn’t afraid of missing the cutoff, I would be a good girl. I found it so difficult to stay there. Race adrenaline, not being able to pick out that one person to run with and then beat at the finish. I wanted to run run so bad. BUT…I knew it better to run smart and not risk a relapse.
Even though most of the Cherry Blossoms were gone, the course was great! How often do you get to start the day with the Star Spangled Banner at the Washington Monument, run past some of our Nations historic Memorials. And past a soccer field where mens leagues were playing…bonus for the quad candy fix!
It was perfect running weather, amazing day. The course was mostly flat (except for a hill at the end. Why do race directors do that!) and attractive. Heard complaints about crowding…apparently they did not run Rock N Roll Vegas. That was like 10 million sardines stuffed in a Pez container.
I had real issue with a woman at the 2 mile mark. We had crossed Memorial Bridge and were on the other side as we saw the later corrals running. “Can you imagine running this in 2:20? How sad!” Oh, how I wanted to trip that bitch! How ugly! She obviously does not understand nor encompass the spirit of running. And either she was a natural born runner with no compassion for those of us who work really hard at it or had forgotten where she began. It was a reminder to me that we are all at our pace and that helped me settle in.
“Don’t let an old man pass you” he said as he ran by. “I’m running in zone 3 or I’d be kicking your ass” I yelled back. He turned and laughed. He ended up just ahead of me at the finish. “Good girl! You finished!” “Like there was ever a doubt!” I love the camaraderie of endurance athletes!
Another man said “we are almost there” at mile 9. I said “I’m just running in zone 3. Feeling good.” “This is your zone 3? I’m in zone 4 and am ready to be done!” Ok. I know this sounds sassy (well, duh, it’s me) but this guy looked a lot fitter than I did. Tall and lean. Built like a runner. I took a little pleasure in that. I didn’t feel tired or stressed and he was struggling to keep up with me. And I beat him! Y’all know I am all about being happy that people are out there and running but yes, that felt good!
Yes, I sped up at the end because I sure as hell was not going to let a woman wearing bunny ears beat me. Increasing pace that half mile wasn’t going to kill me but letting her ahead of me might have.
Little Miss was waiting for me at the finish. Such a treat having her there! I need to do more races in DC. Or win the lottery so she can just be there!
What a great race! I would totally run this again! In addition to it being the 100th anniversary of the Cherry Blossom Festival, it was the 40th anniversary of the Cherry Blossom race. The medal is uber pretty!
Lap 1 11:39 Lap 2 11:36 Lap 3 11:30
Lap 4 11:59 Lap 5 12:14 Lap 6 12:22
Lap 7 12:25 Lap 8 12:18 Lap 9 12:02
Lap 10 11:04