So yeah, I ran a 5K last night and it was pretty warm. And by warm, I mean that it was 88 degrees!
But I'm probably jumping ahead too much here. I'll start from the morning. I listened to Steve's advice and ran 3ish miles and did six strides in the morning. Easy run, no big deal. Head into work and check the forecast for tonight and it looks bad. Mid 150's suck index at race time. Yeah, this is going to hurt.
The plan was to get there 45 minutes early and run a two mile warm up and finish up with 4 more strides. So we head over to the race and as we're driving on the interstate I start watching the temperature as it ticks up and up...88, 89, 92, 94! Now, I know these things aren't but so accurate but still...it doesn't really do much for ones confidence to see that before a race.
So we arrive at our destination and shoot the #### for a minute, pick up our race numbers and start the warm up. Oh, I warmed up alright...I was drenched and sweat before the start of the race. I then think, I just need to find some water and some shade to hide in before the gun goes off. I do that and then it's time to mosey over to the start line. It's packed with runners of all types...lots of fast young talent at this race though. Gun goes off and we are all trying to find a clear route through this bike path with not nearly enough room. Lots of young kids in the way that have no concept of space and others around them. Very windy course too. Map looks like pretzel. About a half mile in, I feel like I've got some room...cruising along pretty nicely but I can tell that I'm working. For whatever reason, the heat doesn't seem to bother me and there's a lot of shade long the bike path.
Mile 1 - 6:05 (185)
Right at this point, I start getting this crazy idea like I'm going to crush this race despite the conditions. My leg turnover feels great. I feel like I'm not slowing down at all. I AM SO AWESOME. Then a half mile later, the complete opposite feeling starts to take over. I'm already thinking in my head about when and how my race fell to pieces. I SUCK AND I'M GOING TO DIE.
Mile 2 - 6:19 (193)
Now, I'm really hurting. I'm checking my watch ever 100 meters. I want to just shut it down so bad but at this point, I'm starting to pass some people. I'm not the only one suffering. It feels like I've slowed way down but my pace is still 6:20ish. Just keep fighting...almost over.
Mile 3 - 6:26 (heart monitor crapped out)
End of the race I track one more guy down and out kick him to the finish.
.15 - 0:55
Time 19:47
24/394 overall and 2/13 in my age group. Turns out the last guy I passed was in my age group. Beat him by 3 seconds!
Going in my goal was to just break 20 minutes and given the conditions that's a huge win. I actually used McMillan's heat adjusted calculator and a 19:47 in those conditions is equivalent to an 18:34 in normal conditions. That seems a bit optimistic but I feel confident that I'm in sub 19 shape, unless the race is on the surface of the sun like yesterday.