Last Saturday I ran the Christmas Light 5K. It was one of those runs that was a lot of fun. It was a very cool and crisp 35 degrees. There was a costume contest at 5:00 pm with the run starting at 5:30. The whole idea of the run was to look at the Christmas lights through town and then pick your favorite after the race. There was a Christmas light contest for the neighborhood, with $200 going to the winner!
There were people dressed in regular running attire, along with people in full costume: Santa Claus, a snowflake, reindeer, Mrs. Claus, you name it. How some of these people ran in their costumes, I’m not sure. I had lots of garb on just trying to stay warm–something I found to be a hindrance later in the race.
As with any cool run, it took the first mile to get warm. After that, I spent the rest of the race slowly taking off layers and trying to find a secure place to put said items until the end of the race. I ended up running across the finish line with several things in my hand. I was too busy running and keeping track of all my garb to take time to look at the lights. Plus, I didn’t see anything to indicate which houses were in the contest and which ones weren’t.
I am not good at pacing myself, so I spent most of the race running with a friend–either side by side or right behind. I did not feel as if I was doing well, so I refused to look at my Fitbit and see what my time or my pace was. I knew I was not doing well.
As we rounded the last corner and began to sprint to the finish line, I said to my friend, “Are you going to race me?” She said, “I have a feeling I’d lose.” We both made a mad dash for the finish line, trying to get ahead of the other just by a nose. We crossed the finish line side by side and then gave each other a hug of accomplishment. I looked at the clock in amazement. I knew it would be a PR for me. At that moment I learned that it’s a lot more fun to cross the finish line with a friend, even if she beats you by 4/100 of a second!
It’s a lot more fun to cross the finish line with a friend, even if she beats you by 4/100 of a second!