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Monday, October 27, 2008

Race Report: Franklin Jack 5 miler

So, Saturday morning found me awake bright and early and picking up Vandy-Montana for a little jaunt on the south-side... The Franklin Jack 5-miler. Realizing that the race was halloween-themed. I briefly considered dressing up. Options included: anything and everything I could think of related to It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia (from.. the day-man or night-man constumes... to green man... to one of the McPoyles (how awesome would it be to run in a bathrobe?)). In the end, I decided that 5 miles is too far to run with a costume on... and honestly, I'm glad I didn't dress up, because I would have just looked like a crazy idiot dressed up in a costume that probably 99% of the other racers wouldn't be able to identify and think I was just wearing my regular clothes. Not cool.

I decided that I wouldn't kill myself like I seem to do in 10ks. For whatever reason... a 10k is like a deathrace for me. I've only ran a handful of them (all last summer) and they all completely and utterly kicked my ass. So, being that this race was only 1.2 miles shorter than those shitty ass 10ks... I wasn't expecting an easy race. I will admit though... I was kinda, sorta expecting to place in my age division. I mean.. it's a little tougher than your standard 5k (distance-wise) and with the field being smaller... I thought, the chances were pretty solid to eek out a 2nd or 3rd place finish.

The race course was actually partially familiar to me. It's part of a 21 mile Nashville Striders Training Run that I did last spring. And, it's a gorgeous race course. Rolling hills of farmland (well, except for that stretch through a nice neighborhood), the dew glistening in the early morning sun (ok, I better stop now before this turns into a Gordon Lightfoot song).

I ran pretty easy initially. And I was soooo sooooo soooo glad that I wore my headphones for this race. Because with the hills and the longer distance... dudes everywhere were breathing heavy. And that just gets on my nerves and gets my head out of the game so easily. I just cranked my music up until I lost the dudes. Perfect.

The biggest hill was right at the finish. Right around Mile 4.5. And it was a killer, but I just chugged up it, breathing deep and passing runners. Right at the finish I passed a girl that I thought might be in my age group (come to find out... she wasn't), but I wound up with a time of 43:42 which is 8:45 pace. I was actually really happy with that time. I kinda just told myself that I wanted to finish under 45 minutes, but I wasn't going to knock myself out to do so. But 43:42 was really good for me, especially considering those hills.

Vandy-Montana had already finished (of course) and ended up with sub 8:00/mile pace. Between the two of us... one of us had to place in our age division, right? So, of course... I made him stick around for the awards.

Turns out... I missed 3rd place by 14 seconds. 14 Seconds!!!! That's the closest margin I've ever been nudged out by. Dammit. That's the only drawback to chip-timing... that your competition isn't necessarily right in front of you.

Vandy-Montana didn't win either... But, he does get the award for having the coolest pic from the race...

Who knew a hot dog could run so fast?

photo courtesy of Elly Foster, Nashville Stiders Photographer.

Forget the fact that he's getting schooled by a 12 year old kid, here... How many people get their picture taken alongside a running hot dog? That damn hot dog kid was so cute! When he passed me about a half mile into the race, I couldn't help but crack up that I was getting passed by a little squirt in a hot dog costume. Incidentally, he did end up winning his age division. You go, Hot Dog Boy!

So, while neither Vandy-Montana or I schooled bitches Saturday morning... I didn't walk away a complete loser.
Nothing like re-hydrating after a hard race...
I won a bottle of wine as a door prize! (See... sticking around through all the awards does have it's benefits).


Vandy-Montana said...

At least it looks like I'm cruising while ol' hot dog boy looks like he's struggling. Did you ever look at the reviews for your newly acquired wine?

johnking said...

that is awesome! nothing like post race alcohol, it feels the least bit sinful.

Big said...

great race, sorry about missing the ag award by a few seconds. but, how awesome is a race where you can be passed by a pint-sized hotdog?

Melanie said...

Sounds like a fun race! I had thought about doing it, but I had a 22-miler on the plan and so I opted to stick with that... the thing about marathon training for me is I often miss out on fun races I'd like to do. Maybe next year!

RunnerMom said...

That's a great finish time. I can't believe you didn't place!