23 Jun Linda’s Hog Jog 10k Race Report
It was the annual Hog Jog 10k on Wednesday June 19/2019 6:30p.m. in Stratford ON. And here’s how it went…
Day Before: I ran the easy shakeout 5k as programmed by my coach. Then it was off to get the red reinstalled in my hair (As I walked into her shop, my hairdresser looked up, smiled, and said ‘Let me guess. You’ve got a race’. She knows how it goes.)
Race Day: Two major activities of note: 1. taught Aquafit (good choice) 2. worked at home (shovel included) spreading mulch on our garden beds (maybe not a good choice).
The Race: Ran my usual warmup, had a gel, lined up at the Start. Off the Start Line it felt like most other races. I had given a little kick and reminded myself to get into the rhythm of steady pace and steady breathing. Lots of younger, faster runners were zipping by. I’m used to that.
Entering the Conservation area (about 2.5k) I started navigating the muddy track–not slippery yet uneven and sticky. The other choice was long grass on the side. Sometimes it was a tough choice. Mostly I stuck with the mud.
I was starting to feel the speed at which I was slowing down, when I overheard the 2 runners behind me say ‘You know, if we had done the 3.5k we’d be almost finished by now.’ Too late on that one.
Many runners do not like hill running. That’s not the case for me. Usually I like the feeling of calling the glutes into action and powering to the crest of the hill. Not tonight. Can’t remember when I walked the top portion of that many hills. In fact, I didn’t remember this many hills in the Hog Jog.
For a time I paced behind a steady runner, focusing on her turnover. My many mantras helped but in spite of all my strategies and tactics the middle kilometres were a slow go.
Into the final 3k, hearing a ‘Good Job’ and ‘Good Luck’ from the 2 policemen directing traffic, I finally picked up my feet and got back into a reasonable pace. A little too late to make up for the time lost during the middle kilometres.
Final Note: It was hot, hot, hot and there were hills, hills, hills. Good pace at the start, slow down in the middle, and magically finding energy to pick up the pace when the Finish Line gets closer. Classic example of what often happens in a race. Tonight the middle felt harder than usual. In that case, I am pleased and proud that I pushed through, endured, and gave my best to meet the challenge.
- Finish time: 01:02:17
- Place: 1st in Age
- Prize: $20 cash
Thanks Coach Rick for all you do.
Thanks everyone for reading.