I had high hopes for yesterday. The plan was to run a 5K in the morning, then go to the Inman Park Festival in the afternoon and then meet up with some friends at the Graveyard Tavern for dinner and drinks. Jason took the whole day off so he could join in on the fun.
It didn’t go exactly as planned. We woke up around 7:15 to the sound of pouring rain. They’d been forecasting rain all day, but I was hoping they’d be wrong. No such luck. The rain would come down hard, then let up for a little while and then come back down hard. For a millisecond, we talked about skipping the 5K, but I’m not one to let a little rain get in my way and besides, we’d already paid for it. So we drove down to Piedmont Park where the race began. Fortunately, the number pick up was in a large gazebo so that provided some shelter from the rain. When the race began, the rain actually tapered off.
As I always seem to do, I went out way too fast. It’s funny, when I just do normal runs, I start out really slowly for the first mile or so and gradually increase my pace without even realizing it. When I race, I have to consciously tell myself to slow down. Only this time, I didn’t tell myself to and after the first mile, the race started to get pretty hilly and I had to stop and walk. Oops. I probably walked for 2 minutes or so up a hill. After that, I ran the rest of the way, but slower. Around mile 2.4, it started to pour again. This actually provided some good motivation to run faster. I wanted to get out of the rain. I ended up finishing in 31:03. Not bad considering I took walk breaks. Jason ran the race in a very respectable 35:05. I think that’s so great considering two or three months ago, he couldn’t run more than a minute or two without getting winded. Couch to 5K really works!
I kept holding out hope that the rain would stop and we’d be able to go to the festival, but it didn’t happen. We ended up going to Market at the W Buckhead around six because my friend Erin’s friend’s brother is the general manager there and they were having some sort of grand opening thing. I didn’t get any pictures, but he was nice enough to give us some appetizers on the house – we had sliders (I didn’t try those), some sort of crab fritter and two types of little pizza. Needless to say, by the time we got to the bar to meet my friends, I wasn’t hungry for dinner at all and ended up just picking at some hummus and calamari. And drinking a giant beer!
Actually, I was just posing with it; I stuck with wine. I had a fun time with all of my friends and several glasses of wine were consumed. Instead of feeling guilty, I shrugged it off. Drinking happens when it’s your birthday, right? Or at least, it does when it’s mine!
I actually didn’t feel that bad this morning when I woke up. Several of my friends were going to the festival today since it was nice out, but I like for my Sundays to be lazy. Lazy isn’t the right word. I just like for Sunday to be an errand sort of day. I don’t know why. I guess I feel like if I don’t get stuff done on Sunday like grocery shop or do the laundry, I don’t have time to do it during the week. I did end up going to a Pilates class at LA Fitness this afternoon. I like to fit exercise into my Sundays too.