March 29, 2011

I have a confession to make...

Remember when I wrote this post? About my first race? Well, I have a confession to make. That wasn't my first race. I ran my first race when I was 17. It was just before my senior year of high school and my soccer coach made it mandatory for all of us to run the annual Labor Day 5k. See...the town I went to high school in was weird. Your town probably has fireworks on the 4th of July and an annual Turkey Trot. My town has fireworks and a parade on Labor well as a 5k.

So, it was the summer before my senior year of high school. I was 17 and I had a car. I didn't care about anything but my friends, the mall and my tan lines. I mean hello? Those were the only important things in the world! I spent the whole summer roasting by the beach, driving around town, going to the mall, doing high school things, right? In other words, not working out or caring about exercise of any imaginable kind.

And then pre-season started and I was out of shape (along with almost everyone on the team) and Coach  told us to run this 5k 3 days into pre-season so we did.

I didn't do too badly being 17 and completely out of shape and having never run more than a mile in my life. I finished in 31:04 at a 10:21 pace and place 32nd out of 40 in my age group. So, not terrible.

But is that a confession? So you didn't do too hot on your first race, what's the big deal, you ask?

Well...I finished that race, yes. But I didn't run the 5k. I cheated. *Gasp*

 At least I didn't cheat Boston a la Rosie Ruiz!

That's right. I cheated the first race I ever ran. It was a standard out and back loop and I was running with 2 of my friends and at about Mile 0.25 we were absolutely dying, so we cut through the park and walked toward where the race started and snuck back into the race and crossed the finish line pretending we ran the whole race. Looking back on it now, I think it's hilarious. In our defense, it was pretty stupid of our coach to make us sign up for this race when none of us had ever run any kind of distance before. Or maybe I'm just telling myself that to feel better about it.

I'm not proud of this moment, so it was time to confess. To be honest, I think it's funny that I cheated my way through 3.1 miles because I hated running when 7 years later, I'm a running enthusiast who just set a new Half-Marathon PR.

There's my confession! Do you have any running or race related confessions? I'd love to hear them!


  1. OH lordy, the first half of this post I was thinking "Good, if she can do it I can make it through the 5K that I gave up training for weeks ago this Saturday."

    Then I read the second half and was like oh jeez. I should quit while I'm ahead - before I'm a cheater!

  2. im starting up running again to run a 5k at the end of april... i haven't run since september (the 5k i did). AH! lol

  3. Freaking hilarious! I walked multiple times my first 5k and I have never to date been able to truly race a Half Marathon without walking. Something has always happened whether it was pacing a friend, terrible weather conditions, or being under-trained.

  4. Hahhaha... awww.

    I remember for lacrosse practice we were told we had to go on a 30 minute neighborhood run. I'd actually finish the run with a few other people, but my coach's FAVORITE athlete would hide behind a tree and wait until we ran back to the school. I don't think you're the only person who's ever copped out of a high school mandated run!!

  5. I think this is hilarious. And I would never peg you for a cheater. I wish I had something equally awesome to share but apparently I'm a goody two shoes runner!

  6. Haha this is too funny! - I ran cross country in high school so I never cheated in a race, although there was more than one occasion where I skipped 6th period and snuck off campus with friends!


  7. hahahah so funny and just like a 17 year old girl is supposed to be :)

  8. that story is too funny! who would have known that later on you'd love running?

  9. I hated running in highschool too!


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