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Hangover Classic 5K Race Recap

Happy New Year!

I know I'm a bit behind but I feel like you can get away with a Happy New Year for at least a week. I worked my last day at my desk job on New Year's Eve then did a quick workout and was in bed by 10:30. My kinda night.

New Year's Day I ran the Hangover Classic 5k. I was dying to run the 10 miler and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed to be doing the 5k BUT a race is a race and after having not even run let alone race since the marathon in October I was just happy to be there. January also marked the start of Ironman 70.3 training and my coach specifically put in the notes for this workout to "take it easy!" He also told me I was wise to not do the 10 miler.

Autumn was volunteering with her friends from church who were the race organizers so I recruited her to look after my bag (since I had to change clothes for work after the race) and take pictures. It was a perfect day for a run and I was surprisingly nervous considering my last race was about 5 hours longer than this one would *hopefully* be. It wasn't a big race so I started towards the back instead of in the middle and recognized a lot of people there including one of my new coworkers.

I started off feeling great and saw I was at a 10:14. I eased off a bit but not too much because I was feeling good. The course was pretty and decently flat for the 5k so I was able to keep a really steady pace throughout. I also passed a fair number of people which always makes a gal feel good. I didn't use my interval method I used for the marathon so it was the first time in a long while I ran for 30 minutes straight aside from the few steps around a big sheet of ice. I felt great throughout and even had a little sprint left to pass 2 more people at the finish.

And ta-da! First race post-stress fracture and first race of the year in the books. I managed a 32:20 which isn't half bad for me and didn't have any pain in my leg at all! It's so exciting to be running again and I think 2014 is off to an amazing start!


  1. Even if you ran the entire month on December or never had a stress fracture that time would be great. The fact that you did have a broken leg and didn't run for weeks makes this amazing!

  2. Great work! I can't wait to hear about 70.3 training!


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