This past weekend's 5k race was rather nostalgic for me and monumental to my spirit. The Spring Assistance Ministries (SAM) 5k was the very first race I had ever ran (May 2011). Right before I registered I had just broken the three mile mark for the first time and I was starting to realize that I could actually run. For the longest time I believed that I was not capable of running farther than two miles without dying, boy was I wrong. I finished the 5k right at the 28 minute mark and I was very satisfied with that time.
Fast forward one year and my whole running ideology has changed. I not only want to race but I want to win or place in the events I register for. My intentions going into the race was to PR and to place as a finisher.
Since the location is only a few minutes from my house it was an easy morning. We got up, ate and loaded the kids in the car (not as easy as it sounds) to make our way over. We arrived pretty early and were able to size up the competition. My buddy, Scooter, registered at the last minute and almost missed being able to be time chipped. We lined up near the front and waited for the gun.

My strategy was to try and stay with Scooter and pace myself to have a reserve for the backside. Ha! So many plans go awry within the first thirty seconds. As the gun sounded we made our way to the front of the group and I realized quickly we were the pace setters (first and second). I missed starting my GPS at the gun somehow so I never received the first quarter mile pace update. I did get my GPS started about four tenths of a mile into the race and when the first quarter mile update announced I was averaging a 6:15 mile. I was pretty stoked. I had already started to back off a bit since I was already feeling the heat. My strategy at this point was to keep Scooter in my sights and hold back everyone behind me. When the next quarter mile update came I was averaging a 6:40 mile but I could already tell I wasn't going to be able to hold back the quicker guys much longer. Sure enough, I was passed right around the one mile marker by two guys, but I was able to hold ground for the next mile. Between the second mile and the finish I allowed three more people to pass. The course is flat with a lot of turns through the neighborhood. With the heat and humidity working against me I knew I was going to be close to my PR time but not exactly how close. As I neared the finish I pushed to a sprint and came in at 22:55 which is 3 seconds slower than my 5k PR time.
Overall I am happy with the results. 7th place overall and 2nd place for men's 30-39 age group. Scooter wound up coming in first overall and winning a year's worth of Chick-Fil-A!

The best part of the whole experience is that within a year I have been able to cut 5 minutes from my 5k time and I know for sure I am capable of winning/placing in events. It only gets better from here!