A mile is hard to recap because it’s basically over before it even starts. The morning of I didn’t know why I thought it would be fun to run a mile. I was really nervous before the start, because it’s just so short, and right out of the gate you have to go fast. But I just hoped adrenaline would carry me for the entire mile.
There were several different heats — kids’, under 18, masters, elite women, open women, open men, elite men and dog mile. My heat didn’t start until 9am. I arrived around 8:30am and parking was seamless in the . I walked over around 8:40am, and my extent of warming up was running to the bathroom…
I started off fast and when I looked at my watch I was around a 5:30 pace. I knew this was waaay too fast, so I held back and settled into a pace even though I felt like everyone else was going to pass me. The first quarter mile to the half mile was probably the hardest and seemingly longest.
After the turn-around things got a little easier and I stopped looking at my watch. I hung behind this one girl in a neon shirt until I decided I could pass her. Originally, I was just going to let her pull me because the next girl seemed a little bit too far ahead to chase. However, as the race would have it, I was able to catch up to the next girl and pass her around the last 400m mark. At this point I just ran as hard as a could.
When I crossed the finish line my chest just hurt. I kept checking my spit to make sure there wasn’t any blood in it, because that’s how bad it hurt! The mile is the shortest race I’ve ever run, but it definitely hurt the most!
I ended up with 6:09.4, 10th in the open women’s and 41 overall (there were about 300 people total). Although I didn’t prepare for this race in any way, I achieved my goal of pushing myself to my limits and seeing how fast I could run one mile. I’m not sure how I feel about racing one mile in general, but I could seeing it as a using it for a potential benchmark race next year.