Going the Extra Mile(s)

I thought John might strangle me mid race when we realized what we thought was a 5k turned into an 8k.

The Ronald McDonald road race was on Sunday, and the weather was absolutely perfect. Starting a run when it’s chilly and finishing when it’s just starting to warm up is racing perfection.

My brother and his family joined us for the race, and we all set off at the gun. Tony sprinted ahead while John and I found our groove among the crowd. Maneuvering a jogging stroller in that crowd was tough. As we approached mile three, John turned to me and said, “So, this isn’t finishing at the Ronald McDonald House?” A lady next to us interrupted and said, “It is.” I received a death glare from John because we were almost to mile three and nowhere near where we started.

As we ran beyond the third mile, John called it quits. He had been a great sport and simply said, “That’s what I signed up for. I did it. I’m done.” Elijah and I kept going. Beyond mile four I was honestly starting to worry. I saw people ahead of me turning off towards the right, farther away from where we started. It confirmed what I feared, we were on the half marathon route. Panic. I knew I couldn’t push the jogging stroller for 13.1 miles.

At the next corner, a woman on her phone rerouted me and a few other runners up the steep hill towards Carver Arena. Talk about an arm and leg workout! I rounded the corner towards the finish line and confirmed with my brother that neither of us had run a 5k. It turns out that only the very first runner was routed for the 5k, and everyone else followed the half marathon route.

All things considered, we didn’t do too bad. (Besides the fact that Colin fell out of the stroller while Ashley was pushing it!) Tony ended up being a top finisher, Elijah and I were in the top 12, and even John finished just a couple of minutes behind us.

Thankfully everyone was in good spirits about the mixup. No matter how many miles we ran, it doesn’t come close to the challenges the families face when they need help from the RMHC.

I’ll run the race again next year, but it might take more convincing for John to join me.

“With a little help from my friends!”

Parts of me were dreading this weekend because there were so many events jammed into two short days. Thankfully, I made it “with a little help from my friends”. Chaperoning for prom was fun because I love who I work with every day! We really made the most of the night by going out for dinner and drinks beforehand and having a blast taking photos with20130505-151309.jpg our students at the dance. The dresses were gorgeous and a few formalwear tears and snags were the most of the drama for the evening. That’s one successful prom compared to the first one I chaperoned when there were three sprained ankles and a breakup. Ugh!

My dad had John and I laughing as we received this flashback photo via text before the dance. John’s first question in all seriousness, “Do we really look ten years older?” You can decide for yourself.

20130505-151315.jpgToday we finished up the ten-week spring program of Girls on the Run with a 5k race. Proceeds went to the Ronald McDonald houses in Iowa City. Hundreds of GOTR flooded the course with pink shirts and enthusiasm. The sun even made an appearance for our last run together, which we’ve definitely earned after a rough spring training in snow and rain. The girls ran way better than any of us anticipated, and it was fun to see them cross a physical and mental finish line. As happy as I am to have my Tuesdays and Thursdays back, I’m sad the season is ending right when it gets nice outside. Again, this group was fun thankful to a “little help from my friends”!

Metro Catholic Mid Summer Run

With the update that I shared yesterday, it made even more sense to participate in this year’s first ever Metro Catholic race. I know I’ll be off my feet after this weekend, so that was enough motivation.

The 5k began at 8 a.m. and took place at the local soccer complex. We lucked out with decent temperatures and pretty cloudy skies. Two other teachers ran the race and even participated in the 10k in addition to the 5k. I’m not sure where the line is between crazy and competitive, but they were out to find it. I enjoyed watching the 10k and catching up with other faculty members from my school who were helping out.

The race had about 100 people total for both races. Hopefully they can continue offering this race and it will grow in popularly. How awesome are my co-workers?