Race: Alien Chase 5K run
Place: Roswell, NM
Time: 50:04 (not sure of "official" time--this is what RunKeeper said)
1st 5K completed: Priceless!
Hanging out with local wild life before the race kicks off!
Until they decided to chase me!
Photo op with my mailbox likeness.
Hugs from the kids before running. (The big one was home sick in bed.)
Was that I gunshot? Time to run? False alarm.
And we wait some more.
Time to run! (Except for all the walkers in front of me!
Let's play "Where's R2?"
One the way back to the finish line, the kids came out to join me!
Losing my escort but I can see the end!
Passing my photographer (hubby)!
On to the finish line (it was a long run to the finish line!)
Keep going! Almost there!
The timekeepers. (I actually stopped running about 6 feet short, but then sprinted when I realized they were the time keepers.
Getting my place (#319 overall----out of about 600 total)
I'm glad it's over! It was a long day. (I took a 2 hour nap when I got home!)
I paid attention to the tips that were shared a couple of weeks ago.
I picked up my packet yesterday. There wasn't really any "swag", but I got my t-shirt and my bib.
I also compared last year's results and was pretty sure I would not be the last person in. (My time this year would have put at about 90th out of 120 women running the 5K.)
I started out in the middle/back of the pack.
I set my pace and didn't worry about what anyone was doing.
I made a point of thanking every volunteer: handing out water, directing us when to turn for the 5K, and blocking traffic when we crossed the road.
While it seemed like the race was fairly well organized, it felt a little too casual. (Not sure what word I'm looking for.) I knew the race started at the convention center, but I didn't really know where it actually started. Someone was talking to the front of the crowd before the race started, but those of us in the middle (much less the back) couldn't even hear him. (We could see his hands moving.) Afterwards, nobody told us where to go for the awards. Eventually, I figured out it was inside the convention center (I got there just as they started calling them.)
I realize the cause was the local Humane Society, but I found dogs (especially large ones) to be a bit bothersome on the course.
Same for strollers.
Edited to add: The strollers were really only a problem at the very beginning of the race. All races (walking and running) started together, so it was congested. I got stuck behind a few. After the first couple of minutes, it wasn't bad.
It was kind of lonely running without a group. There were several "teams" of people who knew each other (family, work, etc.) They didn't necessarily stay together, but they had people to cheer them on. I only knew a few people who participated, and I wasn't near any of them during the run. (We did wave as we passed each other.)
I was very disappointed with the costume contest. I sat for over an hour as they called off 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place in each division (under 10, 11-15, 15-18, 19-29, 30-39, 40-49, 50-59, 60-69, and 70+); and each race (5K run, 5K walk, 10K run, and 10K walk); and each gender (male and female). That is a total of 80 divisions (x 3 places).
I didn't expect to win my division. I wasn't even too disappointed that I didn't win a door prize (although there were a ton of them). But after they finished the door prizes, the announcer said, "Go away now!". I was still waiting for the costume contest. As the crowd thinned, I stepped toward the prize area. He (I have not idea who he was) saw me and said, "Oh yeah, the costume contest." He turned around and asked someone. Then he pointed sort of toward me. I gestured, "Me?" Nope. The person behind me. She had already one for her division. And she won a door prize. And she won the costume contest.
After the very long morning with little sleep (I went to bed at 9 o'clock, but I just could not sleep very well.), and the emotions of 6 months of preparation, I was crushed. With tears streaming down my face, I headed to the car when my family waited. I was embarrassed about my reaction. Judging from the reactions I got, people loved my costume. (Some even asked for pictures). But I was so overwhelmed with all of the emotions of the day. And sometimes, you just have to cry. So I did.