After the coming down from my "Runners High" from my previous Spartan race, I was thirsty for another event. Franticly searching the internet for a local race around my area, I stumbled upon the Sammamish 10k. To be honest, 10k (6.2 miles) is probably my most hated distance of running. Its not fast enough to maintain my 5k pace, yet not quite long enough to get into a half marathon pace. So I signed up to be uncomfortable for about 40 minutes this Saturday morning. As I approached the starting line I was crowded with extremely fit women who had their kids cheering them on along the sidelines. Knowing I was one of the younger women I knew I had something to prove.
My strategy was to pace with the fastest woman there, who I found fairly quickly. I stayed with her until mile 2 and made my move up the hill to push the pace. I'm glad I did this at that time because for mile 3 it was all a slight down hill. Although this was great I knew this was an out and back course. This meant I would be running all the way up this hill around mile 5. Using the longest strides I could, I gained quite a distance from the other women at this point. Once I hit the turn around point I could see the other women were about 1 minute behind me. The dreaded hill has arrived and I thought to myself "The quicker you run up this thing the shorter time you will have to struggle with this hill." So that's exactly what I did. I kept this pave through mile 6 determined to win women's overall and I hobbled across the finish line thinking its about time for new running shoes.