Thursday, October 16, 2014

The Hottest Day of the Year (a.k.a. the day we ran the Bushtukah Canada Day 10k)

On July 1st, I had the pleasure of running with my sister in her first 10k (It was my first 10k too, for that matter!)  Amidst a great deal of excitement, we had signed up for the Bushtukah Canada Day race some months earlier.

Thankfully correct pronunciation was not a requirement for racing.

I am used to the chill of early morning races on the west coast and planned accordingly.

My mother talked me out of it.

That was a good thing as I was already feeling comfortable, dare I say warm even, when we arrived at the venue.

While we were waiting for the race to start, someone I have known for 20 years (but haven't seen in almost 10!) ran over to me.

He was in my wedding party!

It was fun to catch up, and we remarked that it was a hot day.  Hot and HUMID.

GymSis and I found our spot at the starting line and headed off!  We went out a little fast and uneven, but slowed down to a comfortable pace by the first mile.

As we ran, it got hotter.  There was one lady running behind us for awhile who had me pretty concerned.

She fell back into a group after a few minutes and I was relieved she would be with a large group of people.

We were running through quiet neighbourhoods, but there were some people out spectating.

We were enjoying the banter with other racers, waving to the neighbours, and trying desperately to ignore the heat.

At one point, there was another woman running behind us.  I mean right behind us.

I could feel her breath on my neck.

We spread out a little to give her space because apparently running around us on an empty suburban street was not an option, and she didn't budge.  Finally I sped up a bit to try and put some distance between us.  At that point she sped up too, ran past me for 5 seconds, and then stopped.

And walked.

By then we were beyond hot.  Somewhere around 6.5 kilometres, GymSis wavered slightly.  We started walking.

Translation: "I don't want to be walking."

I gave her some words of encouragement.

I'm clearly not used to giving pep talks, but literally everyone was walking.

I tried another, hopefully more productive tactic:

We kept walking.

After a couple of minutes GymSis was feeling better.  I then employed the age-old runner mind-trick:

And off we went for the next 3 kilometres, calling out any marker we could think of.

On our way we mugged for the photographer:

But he did not take our photo.

We saw GymSis' family holding up some excellent signs:

Then we saw our mom right before the finish line!

And there was!  Thanks mom!

We grabbed some Gatorade, water and orange slices.

It was rehydration at its finest.

After the race, GymSis decided to hang up her running shoes to return to her first loves (Spin, BodyPump, Flow, Super Strongbody 3000 or something--it makes her super strong anyway, etc...).  I enjoyed getting to race with her, and I'll be ready if she decides to dust off her kicks again someday.

Plus, I'll work on my cheerleading skills.


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  1. Hehe. Fun to read/see the details of how your race went. :)


    1. Thanks Chris! It was so fun to see you there and hang out after the race. So, when are you signing up for a marathon?

  2. I LOVE your blog posts! Your artwork is top-notch ;-)

  3. As usual very funny. Love the artwork.

  4. Ha ha ha...great post. I think I make that exact same face when someone runs that close behind me, passes me and then stops. :)

    1. Thanks Phaedra! Yes what is the deal with that strategy??

  5. Walking is so underrated and so tempting and so fiiiiiine.

  6. "Pain is just bread in French" -- hahahahahahaha! Gotta remember that one for future use! Thanks for popping by my blog today!

    1. Yup it's a good one! I love clever signs and I'd never seen that one since I live in the US :)

  7. What a breath of fresh air this was. Thanks - it was great!

  8. It's so good to know that some people run like they drive - passing and then slowing right down or stopping. Love your artwork as always.

  9. I laughed out loud at the Orange slice picture. Love it!

    1. Thanks! Sometimes I get ideas late at night that actually work out :)

  10. I love this! Your drawings are fantastic :-)

  11. Can't believe I've never seen that "Pain is ...." before! Fantastic!!

  12. What is up with the person breathing down your neck who then stopped to walk? Was she leaching off your energy? Maybe that's it. A running buddy, to me, is very important, so maybe that's what she was doing, using you and your sister to keep pace. It's good that you and your sister get along well enough to run a 10K together. My sister and I just argue for what seems like 10K hours.

    1. Ok you may be right, Sir Von Pickleope. Arguing that whole time would be really un-fun (it's a word, I swear).

  13. Thank you. We did make it! Yeah it was a tough one. And that creepy lady needs to stay away from me :)


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