When I was about 22 minutes into the Mission Inn Run 10K a few weeks back, I was at or around the 3-mile mark. It wasn't too tough for me to figure out that I could probably beat my 5K PR time of 25:05. To be fair, of course, that PR is by default because I've only ran one 5K before.
After the Mission Inn Run, I thought about finding a 5K to run in on Thanksgiving, if only to beat that 5K time and wipe the slate clean of that race. For some reason, I have it in my mind that I can't beat that time even though I know I can, and Mission Inn confirmed as much.
But that 5K will have to wait after all. Turns out, the Lopers have a bit of a tradition of running on Thanksgiving. Yeah, the tradition is now in its second year. I'm actually happy that they ran it last year and are running it again this year. I think it's a great way to spend Thanksgiving morning. I've never really played much of anything on Thanksgiving morning. Some families have a football game or something to keep them busy, but I was never really a part of the in-laws' football game and my own brothers... well, we just never organized it I suppose.
Now, though, I have something to keep me busy. At least this year.
We're "only" running 10 miles. I say "only" because it's a lot less than we've been running before. We've had weekends of 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, the 10K, 15 and 18 in succession since mid-October. Sunday we're going back down to 10, and I suppose the 10-mile figure is a nice, round one.
I feel fine. I've got no ill effects from the Cedar River Run. I suppose the only things that have hampered me is a slight twinge in my groin that is strange and my right leg felt a bit heavy during my run earlier today. I did The Interval on Wednesday morning, and I tore right through it. It was nice to get out running again after recovering a bit from Sunday.
So I'll be up bright and early on Thursday, getting in my 10 miles, so I won't feel too guilty if I have a second piece of that pumpkin pie I've got in the oven right now. Nor any extra sweet potatoes that find their way on my plate, because those sweet potatoes have a way of doing that to me.
And one more thing. I wanted to wish my blog buddy Lisa of Lisa runs? Wait... what? luck on her own 10K she's running somewhere up in Northern California. Good luck Lisa!