My 2012 Cap 10K

Mads, Cindy and Luke after the Cap 10K
Me and the kids after my race

With no specific training, I shaved several minutes off my 10K time today.

I ran the Cap 10K. It’s the same race I ran last year with Jenny, and we had such a blast that I decided to run it again this year — alone. The thing is, I decided not to make an effort to train for an endurance event. I wanted to see if the short distance I run in Crossfit and before Olympic lifting would be enough.

It turns out they were enough to get me through the race — and even beat my previous time — but not enough to stave off soreness. More on that in a little bit. First, the stats:

Time: 56:32
Pace: 9:06/mile

Class position: 105
Overall Place: 2835

I was a little annoyed at the start, because there were only a few ways to enter the chute and the lines to get in were jammed. Then some race volunteer tried to close the gate on everyone to make us go around. Her comment was, “That’s why you’re supposed to get here early and be in place.” Gees. Thankfully, about a minute before the start, someone had enough sense to open the fence and let us in. It still took me 5 minutes to get to the start line after the gun went off.

The weather was much warmer today than last year, and that made the hills a bit harder. I was sweating a lot more, but the course was still pretty fun.

I would have been even faster had I not had to pee so bad. I ended up pulling a Beth and jumping into a port-o-potty between miles 4 and 5. I jumped back on the course as soon as I could, but when you stop, it’s hard to get started again. My legs felt a lot heavier the rest of the race.

I had to tell myself not to stop as I ran over the South 1st Street bridge and toward the finish. I picked up the pace as much as I could, and I heard Andy scream from the crowd to “Go!”

I mistimed my run, so for a while I thought I had finished slower than last year. But I signed up for automatic Tweets for when I crossed the finish line, and it wasn’t until Jenny responded with a big cheer that I realized I had finished well under an hour — which was my goal.

I like that race. I’d like to keep doing it. But I’m so sore right now, I think I’ll try to train a bit more. Everything aches, and I’m hobbling around like I’m 80. Oly tomorrow is going to be fun, right?

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Hi! I'm Cindy Brummer. By day, I'm a web & wordpress designer/developer/content strategist. And for fun, I'm a cook, Crossfitter, novice Olympic weightlifter, and mom to two cuties. Find me on Google+.