Today was the DAC 10k Relay in Collierville, TN. I actually got a wonderful night's sleep (those are rare these days) and woke before my alarm. Chasen stayed up late working on a home renovation project, so I decided to go it alone. I headed out just before 6:30 AM.
The relay team of 1 1/2 (that'd be Baby Isaac and I) got there just as packet pick-up began, in the nice, warm gym. It was so warm that I didn't venture out until just before the race began. This is the inaugural running of this race, and tons of people signed up unregistered. I was surprised that it started on time!
It was sooooo cold as I "waddled" out to the starting area. Windy, too! The temp was in the 30's, but the wind chill factor definitely made it sub-freezing. I brought a third layer to possibly wear, but I figured my "internal space heater" would keep me warm. And he did.
I lined up dead last. Might as well! For a few seconds I pondered why I was even out there torturing myself in the frigid cold. But, I signed up for it, so I intended to finish it. Shortly after the race began a girl befriended me. So Becky and I were the anchors of the full 10k.
I must say... the course was NOT well monitored, meaning if Becky had not ran back to the gym to get us a couple of course maps, I'd have never been able to follow the course. Especially not alone. It especially got confusing just past the halfway point (also the relay switch point, for some). There was a bathroom there! A heated bathroom! I didn't have to go, but I did anyway. Again, might as well!
We were going along fantastically. No aches and pain. The wind definitely slowed me down, but we were having a grand time talking about everything under the sun, but especially mixing motherhood and athletics (she has 2 kiddos).
Up to mile 5, we were champions. Then, somewhere in the middle, I noticed that we were very close to the gym, yet the finish was nowhere in sight. Since there was no one to direct us, we went straight back to it. I turned off my Garmin at 5.80 at the gym doors. Come to find out, we took a wrong turn. Oh well -- can't turn back the clock. We were dead last anyway. No biggie! Any mileage accomplished is a victory to me at 32 weeks pregnant. 54 days to go!
Becky and I exchanged info. She is more into cycling that walking/running, so we just might be a good mix in the future.
Chasen and I are heading to Little Rock after while to go to Elijah's house for the Second Annual Wiipalooza. Should be a great time! Happy New Year, everyone. Be safe! And lace up tomorrow.