This year would have had to go seriously wrong to come anywhere close the life-changing havoc that 2015 wrought. Luckily, it didn’t come anywhere close. It was actually a nice tame year which is just what we needed really. We did some travel, we hosted lots of friends, we kept expectations light and we kept it simple.
Finished off the year with my hometown 5k yesterday. I’ve written about this race in the past, so I’ll keep it short, which actually turned out to be sort of the theme of the day.
Two things of note this year. One, they smartly added a competitive corral at the front of the race. The Angel Run is heavily promoted through the schools (it was started to honor a third grader that passed away) and always brings out a lot of young kids. Which greatly adds to the energy of the event, but also can add to the challenge of the start as you weave and dodge around pre-teens that sprinted out the first 200 yards before abruptly stopping. An expected time of sub-23 got you entry into the corral.
Since my parents bought a place in Brewster and we discovered this late summer race, it has quickly become one of my favorites. It is also the race that almost killed me. I ended up in a kiddie pool instead. Talk about a love/hate relationship.
The Brew Run is a bit of an odd duck when compared to most other domestic road races. It’s 5.2 miles long. It starts at 4 in the afternoon. The primary post-race refreshment is beer and cookies. Weird, but sort of attractive, right? I know I’m not alone.
Alternate title: Not a new 10k PR
Ok, so I know I’m supposed to not have any goals beyond being just present this year, but damn, just being present is really hard. I think that New Year’s 5k PR put ideas in my head. Bad ideas like I might not have all my endurance back, but maybe I can go for some speed PRs this year. Get a 5k and 10k PR on the books. Heck, the year is a day old and I already had the 5k PR done and dusted. With those thoughts dancing in my head, I’ve sort of convinced myself to try for that 10k PR. Bad Mike!