So apparently I’m a runner now, huh? I have a lifelong hate/hate relationship with running. I’ve always been able to suck it up and soldier my way through it here and there. Hell, I somehow was even on the track team in high school.
Someday I’d love to get that joy out of running that some people seem to get. For me, though, it’s always been a mean to an ends — it’s the cheapest and fastest way to drop some lbs. And if there’s one I think have none of these days it’s time and money. But I got plenty of pounds to shed. So, enter running. After a several years’ hiatus, I’m back in the riding saddle again.
Since DadJovi completed his Disney marathon in January, I’ve been the Jovi getting up early in them morning to run around the ‘hood. And since both DadJovi and E. both ran Disney races this year, I figured it was time I pull up my big girl pants and do the same.
I started out small — the Royal Family 5K at Disney. When I say small, I mean distance. The race was anything but.
Still, I got to do all the cool race things. I went to packet pickup yesterday at Wide World of Sports, and before we even entered the doors, the theme of the weekend — princesses — was in full effect.
Last night, I prepped all my race stuff. I dressed E in her clothes for today since we’d be waking her up in the dark, packed all our various bags (you can’t even travel light on race days with kids in tow), and got my bib attached to my shirt.
I’m pretty convinced that the hardest part of my training was getting up at 5 a.m. I despise getting up early, and 5 a.m. is just ungodly. But I got up, and we were out the door — all three of us — by 5:30. Luckily E fell back asleep as soon as we got her strapped in the car (you see why dressing her the night before is key?).
We got to EPCOT lot and somehow I even had enough energy to smile for a pre-race pic
I think E. was already starting to realize something was up. We don’t have a running stroller, so she had to sit on the sidelines with DadJovi. Poor baby. After this pic, Jeannie and I headed to the corral and E started bawling because she couldn’t come with us. But, I just had to trust that her daddy could distract her for a bit because we were ready to run!
Hey Disney, I love you. You know that. But let me give you a word of advice. For the next family 5K, please, PLEASE, please, give stroller runners the chance to line up with a running division. All the instructions said we needed to go back with the walkers. We thought we’d still be able to jog a little and work ourselves around the walkers, but it was really hard to get any running space. DadJovi told me after the race he saw plenty of strollers closer to the front so perhaps we should have ignored the instructions, but alas, it was what it was. We would hit stretches where we could run for awhile, but whenever the path narrowed, which happens a lot on this course, we were slowed down again.
Oh well. It was fun. We got to chat and catch up since we don’t get to do that enough, and since we weren’t going for any set time, we stopped to enjoy the sights.
How was your first race experience? Did you run for time, fun or both? How soon should I do my next one???