I’m really late writing this recap but no less proud because my newly-minted 6-year-olds totally rocked their first 5K at the Milk Run at Lorain County Community College about a week and a half ago. Yes, you read that correctly. Cole and Cael both ran an entire 5K…in less than 30 minutes. Another awesome little tidbit – Lex ran it, too, also in less than 30 minutes, which is about 3 minutes faster than her previous 5Ks. Needless to say, they brought home a little race bling that day.
Where was my (semi) sweet little Annie Bananie? She opted out of the run, and I respect her for that. Running isn’t really her thing, which is totally fine with me. The girl knows what she likes and doesn’t like and won’t be forced to do what she really doesn’t want to do. While this can be a total pain the ass when it comes to parenting her, I appreciate that she isn’t going to be a doormat when she’s older.
Race day was Sunday, August 3, and I woke the kids up early to get them ready and fed. Breakfast was the usual race-day staple – toast with peanut butter and bananas. Gotta start them off right. Then it was off to the college.
I was pleased at the turnout when we pulled in the parking lot. I knew that a lot of people weren’t registered, so it was nice to see a full parking lot and lots of race day registrations. We grabbed our bibs and shirts, chatted with a few people that I work with, and got ready to race. The kiddles and I took our place in the middle of the pack. I knew we didn’t belong in the front with the fast people, but I wanted to make sure we were in front of the people who were walking. While lining up a comment was made by a man who seemed a little perturbed that kids were lining up in front of him. “Are they really going to run this race?”, he asked me. “You bet, and they have been training, too. This is their first actual 5K, and this is her 3rd, and they will run the whole thing,” I proudly quipped. His mood softened with this, and words of encouragement were offered to the kids. Now it was run time!
The gun went off, and we started on the course. The boys wanted to take off right away, but I kept telling them to stay with me as this was going to take a while. I think between the excitement of the race and the energy gel (yes, guilty, I gave them all a gel just in case they needed a boost…does this make me a bad mom?) they were having a hard time containing their energy, but we settled into an easy pace and cruised. Other runners were shouting encouraging comments to them, and everyone we passed seemed pleased to see such young kids running the race. Before we knew it, we were at the first mile, and it only took us a little over 9 minutes. My kids were flying.
Second mile came and went, and they were still holding strong. Our time increased a little because the kiddles haven’t learned the fine art of drinking at the water stop while running (truth: I only recently learned how to do this without making a complete mess). After the stop we were able to pick up the pace a little. Cole and Cael were making this run look effortless, but Lex was struggling a little. She hadn’t trained as hard as the boys. When we would go to the park, they were the ones running 3 miles with me, not her. The most she trained to was 2 miles, so it was obvious that she was going to get tired before they did. Plus, the boy are just more athletic than she is, which really gets her panties in a bunch.
We were on the last stretch, and I kept telling Lex to breathe and find her kick. I knew she had it in there. The finish line was close, so I unleashed the boys, who were still brimming with energy. They took off in a sprint as Lex and I followed behind. As they ran toward and crossed the line, I kept yelling to them and smiling like a crazy lady. My baby boys just crushed this race! Lex kicked it in, and we finished a few seconds after them. They did it!
So, how did they do? People were coming up to them after the race to congratulate them on a great job, and some even commented on how the kids passed them along the course (I was really proud of that one). I’m also very proud to say that the boys each got a medal (Cole first and Cael second), and Lex came in first in her age group, in addition to setting the age group record!
What’s next? Well, as soon as we got home, the boys asked me if we could go to the park and run! Seriously, they just ran and wanted more? Those are my kids! They all also want to do another 5K, so I think I’ll look for another small, local one for them. The Skeleton Run 5K in Amherst is great, although cold, and I don’t know if they want to wait that long. Better sign them up for something soon!
And then there’s Cael, my little running buddy who has logged more miles with me than any of the others. He chooses running with me at the park over riding his bike, playing on the playground, riding his scooter, or throwing the baseball. He and I are going to run a 5K, just the two of us, because I want to see this kid at full performance. He may have been listed as second place at the Milk Run (no chip timing, so the boys were directed down the chute and Cole got in first), but he would smoke the pants off of the others. We ran 3 miles at the park the other day, and our pace was under 9:00/mile! I’m really curious as to the times he could throw down in a race if it was just him and me. I’ll keep you posted.