On Saturday I ran the Rothman 8K, the first race to kick-off Philly Marathon weekend. It seems silly to write a race recap, since I’m not racing these days, but what the hell.
I have never done the Rothman 8K before but you can call it the “other” race. I swear there were more porta potties than runners – which made me insanely happy (no lines!). There were a few spectators but nothing compared to the crowds you see at the Philly Half or Marathon. Not that I didn’t expect this…it’s just…different.
The best part of the morning was running into my friend Sara, completely unexpectedly. She was supposed to run the HM on Sunday but was sick so she made a last minute decision to run the 8K. Sara was my running buddy for the last 3 miles of the Philly RnR back in September so I was pretty excited about running with her again and not being alone. We decided to take it easy since Sara was essentially running with 1 functioning lung and, well, I’m carrying an 25 extra pounds. Sometimes I’m pretty delusional – like I had any other option other than taking it easy!
and…i look ridiculous. sara doesn’t but she’s hidden here in blue.
The course had an out-and-back section on West River Drive so we got to see all the speedsters and the look of pure anguish on their faces. I can’t even tell you how happy I am to not be racing right now. Running races for fun really is fun! I’m going to have quite the wake-up call next year.
high-fiving mayor nutter at the finish
Official finish time – 52:20 (10:30 average pace). I’m happy with that!
Thanks Sara for being my running buddy again!
When I got home Matt asked me if I was done with races until after the baby is born. Of course not! I found a 5K on Thanksgiving called the Gobble Wobble. With a name like that (and being almost 9 months pregnant at that time) how could you not run it?!?!
Did you run any of the Philly races this past weekend?