The last time I blogged, I’d signed up for the Firecracker 10K and was unsure if I wanted to try for a PR or not.
Maybe I shouldn’t have been afraid of trying to PR and failing, but I woke up to light rain and humidity and just wasn’t feeling pushing it.
Ashley and I took the subway out to Roosevelt Island and got there with plenty of time.
Which we obviously used to take photos. Also, this is the best I could do for patriotic. Lame, I know. St. Patrick’s day is way more my jam.
But serious props to these girls in the red and white stripes for being far more patriotic than me.
The race start was pretty easy to get to from the train, and the NYC Runs volunteers were helpful in pointing out where we should go.
We were walking to the start, and Ashley turned to me to say “okay, see you later.”
Ah ha! Not so fast, my friend. “Nah, I was thinking I’d run with you, if you don’t mind.” I think she was a little surprised but didn’t mind running with me. I asked what her general race plan was and decided I would try to keep us to the pace she wanted to keep. I don’t know how Laura paces an entire marathon; trying to stick with someone at a specific pace isn’t easy.
Ashley wanted to start at 9:45 miles and get faster, but we ended up running the first mile around 9:20. Because clearly I have no idea what I’m doing pacing people. I think our second mile was around a 9:34, which was still faster than she wanted to run. After that, it became clear she wasn’t having a great race and I wasn’t an effective pacer, so I mentally switched to just being there and running with her for support, since I didn’t know what else to do.
Volunteering at Coler-Goldwater is one of our Junior League community projects, and the loop took us past the hospital a few times, so we ended up talking a lot about Junior League while running. (Since my mind has obviously been on Junior League a lot lately.) We used to run together a lot more, so it was nice to catch up while running and have really random conversations again.
After the race, I got home and rallied to head out to Hoboken to go sailing again!
I met someone who’s going to transfer his Army Ten-Miler bib to me. SERIOUS WIN.
After sailing, I ended up going to Jersey City for a party with some Junior League friends and watching the fireworks down by the water there.
And now I’m at the beach with my mom for the next few days, since I had Thursday and Friday off, too.
Mid-week holidays for the win.
Have you ever paced a friend for a race? Any pacing tips?