I ran a 7k race. Pregnant. I feel like a badass.
In some ways, I feel like I should. In others, eh. It was 4.3 miles. I've run it before. Just not at 20 weeks pregnant.
Now, this year, I was definitely slower. I 100% did not go in hoping to PR. I was running this year just for fun, and that just meant finishing within the course time limits, which is something like 16 minutes per mile.
I set out at race start determined to run at least the first mile without walking. That was my big goal. And I'm proud to say I achieved it. My plan was to run the first mile without stopping, and then run/walk the rest of the race. After not really running a lot in the first trimester, I didn't really want to overdo it.
What I ended up doing, though, once I settled into a solid pace, was deciding that I wasn't going to let my pace drop any higher than twelve minutes per miles, provided I felt well enough to do so. The race course is fairly easy, with a few moderate uphills and one bridge (crossed twice - the turnaround is on the bridge). I did this by combining walking and running and only really paying attention to my average pace on my Garmin.
You see, before I'd set off, based on my average pace per mile while training, I told Allen to expect me anywhere between 48 minute and 50 minutes after start, and I figured trying to hold to a 12 minute mile on average would be reasonable once I got past mile three.
Funnily enough, in all of my focus on keeping my pace steady, not overdoing it, and finishing all while just having fun, I failed to look at my total time, so it wasn't until I was just under a mile from finish that I realized that I was pretty darn close to finishing in 48-50 minutes, if I could just keep up the work I was putting in.
At this point, I was ready for the finish line. My lungs were holding up good, feet and legs were holding up, but MAN was I ready for my salty pretzel waiting at the finish line. I'd also drank all of my handheld water bottle full of water during the race, along with stopping at the halfway point water stop for some water, so I was well-hydrated, but I also was ready to get another full bottle of water at the finish, too.
I was motivated to get across that finish line in a timely fashion and when it was within my sight, I booked it. Like I always do. Perhaps a slower booking it now than before, but I was kicking butt headed toward the finish.
I crossed the finish line and stopped my watch. My watch said I came in just over 50 minutes after starting, but when I checked my official race time while we were enjoying some breakfast? I finished in 49:26.
Not bad for a pregnant lady.
I already cannot wait for next year's race. I am so proud of my performance this year, and cannot wait to see what the Hudy 7k brings next year.