After two months of contemplation, I decided to participate in a race. I looked online for short runs in the area, and I found the Boathouse run; it was a 5k run. I thought this could be a good start for me this year because I did not join any official race in almost a year. The 5k Boathouse race was on March 2nd, and the expected temperature was around 37 F on that date; for me it was chilly.
There was a big soccer game on that date, but it started one hour before the race time. I drove early to the race site and took my laptop with me. I used my phone hotspot to listen to the soccer game. The good thing was that I could watch the first half of soccer before the race would start. I arrived at the site and parked, while I kept watching the game, which ended 15 minutes before the run. I got out of the car and headed toward the table to pick up my bib and the race shirt. I got back to my car to pin the bib and started warming up right away.
I got to the start line and listed to the organizers to learn more about the rules; the race was a fundraising event for our homeless veterans. I appreciate anything toward our homeless populations.
The organizer whistled and the race started, and so did I. I had a good start and I was in the top 10, but I felt some heaviness in my chest and started coughing; I remembered that I had to use my inhaler when I exercise in the cold weather, but that did not stop me. Although my speed slowed down gradually, I kept running. The ground was muddy and small spots of swamps were along the path. I did not care and I jumped into these spots trying to test my newly purchased shoes.
Toward the end of the race, I pushed hard and increased my speed to pass one of the competitors and I succeeded. After the race, I had some water and a half piece of banana for recovery. I stayed waiting for the results and I came in first in my age group. I got a medal which was my first one this year. Yay!