I have run in every BreyerFest 5k. Why stop now? I had a willing partner to document my times and perform as shag wagon (he literally sat on the tailgate). I had a course: four times around the neighborhood loop is exactly 5.1 kilometers. To be sure, the course has a lot of uphill and some downhill compared to the Kentucky one, but I've been running/jogging every other day (except for canoeing) all this year.
The manhole cover is in a perfect place, right at our driveway.
Testing camera before start |
I had the costume. Some of my friends have elaborate fantasy play costumes. Mine is real: it's what I actually run in, day in day out. My running goal for the past several years has been between 3 and 5k every other day, except when canoeing (a canoeing day counts as a running day). This goal had a serious setback when I hurt my foot on April 21. But it healed enough so I could run.
Begin! |
Unlike the Kentucky version, I could start earlier than 9:00. No parking troubles, no changing clothes in a public restroom stall. Alas, one large omission was my failure to print out a bib number. I believe Breyer sent me the opportunity, but I was just too busy to track this down.
First lap: 11 minutes |
I'm sure it never occurred to Breyer that, having sent me my Ballynoe and race medallion and t-shirt, I wouldn't even open their package. I am so honored and pleased they would get these trophies to us before BreyerFest even started. But the truth is my horse business shipping address is 4 miles away, and with the pandemic, my trips there have shrunk to less than once a week. Even when I do make that drive and bring stuff home, it has to go through house decontam procedures, which take several days.
Second lap: 12 minutes |
I have t-shirts, bibs and medallions from all the BreyerFest 5ks, except the first (2016) when there was no medallion. Worse, through an act of monumental stupidity, I somehow lost my bib from that year (I stuck it in a book somewhere to keep it flat, and now I can't find it). My only real evidence for that year is the t-shirt I am wearing here.
Third lap from behind. |
I'm sure BreyerFest never thought an entrant would not use their smartphone to clock in their race times. What an elaborate app they put out for this race!!! Believe me I would have used it if I could. But I don't use a smartphone. At least not yet. To do them justice, Breyer and 3WayRacing allows submissions without it. Maybe this year's BreyerFest (maybe this pandemic) will finally convince a dinosaur like me to invest in yet another electronic device (as if several computers and a Chromebook were not enough).
Third lap: 12 minutes |
My first race, in 2016, I was wearing long pants, a long-sleeved shirt, a broad brim hat, and carrying binoculars and a backpack!!! I sure have learned a lot since then. That first BreyerFest 5k turned in a time of around an hour. It is a wonder I kept running.
In 2017 I turned in a 45 minute run (45:01) and we still have the phone answering-machine message I left, total squeal excitement. :) In 2018 I did it in 42:31. In 2019 I made 41:11*. Again alas, this year I don't have the tech (or didn't bother) to time the seconds. I'm basing those 20 seonds on what I glimpsed of my watch.
Finish! 46 minutes total. |
*[Editor's Note. This used to say 44:11. Turns out my written evidence on the bib is ambiguous, so I dug into the 2019 Notebook for more evidence, and fortunately found it. It was 41:11.]
I ran past a few dog walkers and one old man walking. No hat, no sunglasses, no sun lotion, no water (!) and no gloves. I don't do that much thinking while running, although I do identify with the great running breeds: Thoroughbreds, Akhal Tekes. Wolves.
In the end it isn't how fast you are. It's that you finished, sound (without injury). I miss the crowds, my friends, the authentic timing, the roar of the audience, even the snacks. I don't know when I'll run in a full-scale real-life race again. But I'll try to keep in shape.
Kim Wandry, Donna Chaney, SBY in 2018 |
She comes with me every race. She's the CollectA Akhal Teke mare in buckskin. I asked my husband for a name that meant "very fast." Without even scratching his head he pops out "Tachyon."
Gotta love being married to a professor!!
Run, Sue, run!! Congratulations!
ReplyDeletecongratulations Sue!
ReplyDeleteWay to go! Love the pony in your pocket.
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