I have intended to run this race as my 10k for months now, but only recently signed up; I guess the commitment to train was easier to make than the commitment to roll out of bed on Thanksgiving and go running 6+ miles.
But it’s done. They have my money, and so if I don’t run, I’m only cheating myself.
The Turkey Trot is kind of a goofy race; the course map indicates that there’s a Candy Cane station around mile 2, and a lot of runners will be in costume, or running with their families.
In a way, that’s perfect for me because one man’s race pace is another man’s Running-Dressed-As-A-Giant-Turkey pace.
I’m really excited for the race to come around; it’s only 3 weeks away now, and about 10 days of that is taper. Last 7 mile run is on the 15th, while I’m on vacation in Mexico.
The whole thing has zipped by pretty fast; I am a little worried that I won’t be able to combine my pace speed with my distance runs to get across the finish line in 1:18:13. The combination of pushing my distance and pushing my heartrate at the same time is still foreign, though it’s become more familiar with those 4 mile pace runs.
Track run tonight, and man is it cold outside. Time to try out a longsleeved shirt again.