|Always pretty cool shirts form PCS, even the cotton ones.|
|Approaching the starting line. Just below freezing temps at the start.|
|Pre-start excitement, about to wane after this happy selfie.|
Bang. Here we go. Off we went on a short stretch of paved road before turning into the trails. I paced with the herd of runners, hoping to not start off too fast as is my habit. I felt great on the trails and felt like I was effortlessly gliding up the trails past my fellow racers, at least for a little while. The first 2 miles is a pretty good climb but I settled into a small pack.
|Proof of said climb.|
Once I knew 1:30 was out of reach, I immediately began recalculating my finish time and new goal. I must have looked during mile 7 when I thought, OK, 1:45 is a great PR on top of a 2:02... go for it. I quit looking at my garmin, put my head down and focused on moving forward with consistency. I'm not sure what my official time is yet but timing myself had me cross the finish line at 1:42:25. Any PR is a victory so I enjoyed it some hot soup, said a quick hello to the PCS directors and waited for Kristen to get her PR which she did. It was a great morning for a cold race and we had an awesome time. Next race is a trip down to Baltimore for a road 5-miler (Celtic Solstice) on December 14 with a side of beer mile afterwards! I'm not sure how that will go but I am definitely looking forward to it.
After Baltimore, there is some chatter among members of a local running club I have yet to meet, Misery Loves Company, that there may be a loosely organized 50K on my 32nd birthday. I can't think of a more appropriate time to run that distance. Well, other than when I'm physically prepared to.