This morning, I got up at 5:50 am to drive an hour to Peachtree City to run one of my favorite races, the Peachtree City Classic 15K, with one of my favorite bloggers, Tina!
I have run this race the past two years and I’ve really enjoyed it. It’s a very unique race; the first three miles are just on the street, but then the course veers off onto these wooded, paved golf course paths for the remainder of the race.
Even though the race didn’t start until 8:50 (the 5K started at 8:30), Tina and I decided to meet at 7:30 to get good parking spots. I was fortunate enough to get one of the last spots in the lot right next to the number pickup. I got my number, found a bathroom and found Tina. We hung out and talked for a little bit while we waited for the race to start.

Finally 8:50 came along and we were on our way. I had a bit of an issue with my Garmin. I don’t always use it when I run, but this time I did. However, I hadn’t uploaded the data to my computer from when I last used it. Normally, when I do that, it will reset, but I realized that if I don’t upload the data, I don’t know how to manually reset it, although I’m sure there is a way. I tried to fix it for a few minutes but eventually just gave up. It was previously on 10 miles, so I just subtracted ten from the mileage that it was showing.
I was easily maintaining a 9:30 pace for the first three miles. I started to think this was going to be my race and that I was going to shatter my previous PR. I guess I got a little bit cocky because around Mile 4, I started to seriously lose steam. So much so that I found myself taking walking breaks here and there.
I had some small bursts of energy, but for whatever reason, my legs just weren’t feeling it and I kept letting myself take walk breaks. Around Mile 6 or 7, I realized that a PR was not going to happen and, in fact, this might be a PW instead.

(Pictures courtesy of Tina)
I crossed the finish line in 1:42 something which was seven minutes slower than my time last year and four minutes slower than my time in 2009. But here’s the thing – I’ve run a lot of races. 30 since 2008 and several more before I started blogging, to be specific. You can’t win them all. I mean, against yourself. Obviously I’m not actually winning any races. As good as it feels to PR, not every race is going to be one and I’m okay with that. While this was the worst time that I’ve had for a 15K, I also had my best time for a 5K back in September. Yes, it’s a little bit disappointing to not finish in what you deem a good time, but it’s bound to happen.
My half-marathon is next weekend. I’m not going to lie and say that a little part of me isn’t worried that I’ll have a bad run then too. But, you know what? So what if I do? It’s not the end of the world and it’s probably not my last half-marathon either.
I got out there, I ran, I walked and I finished. And then I ate pumpkin pancakes.

(Pancakes courtesy of J. Christopher’s)