
Sunday was a beautiful day in Washington. The sun was out, the cherry blossoms were abloom. It was a perfect day for a long walk (er, jog) around the city!
So with Lima Bean safely packed away in my snug yoga pants, I donned my cutest Lululemon gear and took off for the National Mall for the annual
Cherry Blossom Ten Mile race.
I met my co-worker at the start and we took off around 8 a.m., running what my Garmin watch said was a solid 10:50 minutes-per-mile pace.
To put that in perspective, that pace is slower than my personal best 9:36 min/mile pace that I set for the
Army Ten-Miler last year and even slower than the 10:08 min/mile pace that I ran on my first Cherry Blossom Ten Miler in 2007.
Still, I wasn't shooting for a 10:50 min/mile finish. So after two miles, I told my friend to go on without me. I was going to take it slower. She surged ahead and ended up making her goal of maintaining a 10:30 pace and finishing under two hours!
Not me. Not this year. I was not running for time. I was running to enjoy the day and show Lima Bean the joys of running. I have heard that babies fall asleep to the rhythmetic motion of your gate and that the motion can be soothing to them.
Of course, I checked with my doctor before running. She said that as long as I was a runner before I became pregnant, I could safely continue. She warned that my joints might be looser and I might get to a point when it would be too uncomfortable for me to run. But until then, it's healthy for me and the baby to get regular exercise.
Back to the race at hand.
I knew that runners had 2 hours and 20 minutes to finish the race. That means that as long as you maintain a pace better than 14 minutes a mile, you're golden. Walking usually takes about 15 minutes per mile, so I knew that I couldn't walk the whole thing. But I could run very, very slowly and take frequent breaks and still finish before the cut-off.
And if I didn't feel like finishing? Well, I had $20 in my pocket to pay for a cab. And I carried my cell phone with me too (at Papa Bean's request).
So I took my time and plodded along. I stopped at all the water stops to make sure I was properly hydrated. I even stopped around Mile 7 to dart into a porta potty! I walked some. I jogged some. I found myself "running" with a back-of-the-pack crew that I don't usually see in races.
In the end, I finished the race in 2:04:31 with an average pace of 12:28 minutes/mile. I met up with my co-workers afterward and one of them teased me that I had not even broken a sweat! It was true. I was running so slowly that my cheeks weren't even red!
I am looking forward to running this race next year, or maybe doing another marathon - at a faster pace. I hope running will help me get back into shape after Lima Bean arrives. I especially can't wait to get a jogging stroller so Lima Bean can come with me on training runs!
But, as with everything, Lima Bean does change things.
As I ran, I saw two little boys along the route holding up a homemade sign that said "Run, Mommy, Run." I couldn't help smiling. I hope someday Lima Bean will look forward to coming out to cheer me on.
I also saw a woman running with her young daughter. It reminded me of the 8-mile
Great Aloha Run/Walk that my dad took me on when I was seven years old. As I ran past them, I smiled to myself wondering if Lima Bean will one day run a race with me.
Because in the end, running a race, like life, is more about the experience along the way than the finish. I hope Lima Bean can someday enjoy and appreciate both!