So I ran a 10K this morning, my first in…awhile.
I ran an easy PR of 58:29. Also, I decided to stop signing up for races.
The Giant Race caters to Giants Fans, unsurprisingly. My friend and co-worker Herbert and I don’t care about baseball at all, but we signed up because we wanted to run something longer than a 5K and the timing was right As such, we weren’t very excited about a lot of the “selling points” of this race: finishing on the field of AT&T Park, a Hunter Pence (who?) bobblehead, a tech shirt that’s styled after a Giants jersey. I mean, you know me, I don’t really like paying a lot for races that give out a lot of swag.
Basically, this race wasn’t very fun for me. It was an out-and-back course on the Embarcadero, and it seemed really disorganized. For example, it wasn’t clear that the outbound runners had to stay left, so when the elites turned around, they were running back straight into a wave of on-coming slower runners. They were weaving and dodging through walkers and people who didn’t even realize that they were in the way. How frustrating for everyone!
I got stuck behind a lot of slow headphones-wearing, tutu-clad runners, which made my first 5K frustratingly slow. And I get it, headphones aren’t going anywhere, and a lot of people really like to run with them. And if that gets them out and moving, that’s great. I just don’t want to weave and dodge around them.
While I was running this morning, I realized that I don’t like racing that much. I find road races very stressful because I have so much anxiety about the possibility of failure, which is ridiculous but sadly true. Plus, I rarely do speed work, and I hate pushing my body to go fast, especially without speed training! Consequently, I end up just running most of my races as slightly faster training runs…but with thousands of people around me. And what’s the point of racing if I’m not going to run all out? Why pay $50+ for a training run with swag that I don’t care about? I know I can train for distance, so there’s really no point in racing unless I want to go for speed at this point, I think. And I don’t care enough about speed.
I had all these thoughts while I was running, but it wasn’t like the race was a wash. I didn’t completely throw in the towel, and I was pleased to see that I ran negative splits and PR’d. (Not that this was difficult as my old PR was over an hour.) Plus, it was Herbert’s first 10K, and he did really well!
So this was probably my last road race for awhile, I think. I entered the lottery for a few marathons, but if I get in, I will definitely train for that seriously. In the mean time, I’ll just save my money and work on my general fitness. Plus, I have some hamstring tightness and arch soreness that I should probably address. Without the “obligation” of any upcoming races, I’m looking forward to doing whatever feels best for the time being.