In addition to CHIVAing this weekend, Javier and I were deceived conned tricked convinced to sign up for a 7k race that was being held in Quito. Considering all of the training we have been doing for it *cough* NONE *cough* we thought a race at this altitude was clearly a great idea. We actually hoped that 7k was just short enough to wing it on race day, but showed up feeling less than confident.
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Here we all are stretching and getting ready at 6:30am on a fine Sunday morning in Quito.
There was a drone circling overhead to take pics! |
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The Cabezas with Javier and Poppy, the con artists friends that convinced us this was a good idea.
(They had been training...) |
I won't lie to you readers, it was pretty tough. We were lucky because the route took us straight down Avenue Amazonas,
one of the only flat road that goes through Quito. Poppy was hoping to finish in about 50 minutes which put us on an 11 minute mile pace. That seemed reasonable to us so my goal for the next hour was just to stick with Poppy. Having a pacer helped hugely!!
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After we had all crossed the finish line and received our medals! |
We were all using GPS maps on our phones that agreed we
actually ran 7.5k (or 4.7 miles), which I 100% believe. That last 1.5 kilometers was the looooooongest of my life (and included the only hill on our route), but I was so happy that Javier and I both finished and were able to run the whole way. While I haven't been running like I want to or used to, I thought it would be fun to participate in a race while we were here. (And get a free t-shirt!) So even with the early morning and extra .5 kilometers, we were super happy we were
conned convinced to join in!
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My favorite part of the race...breakfast after :) |