You know that saying that lightning doesn't strike twice? Yeah, I'm calling shenanigans on that one. Most people that know me have heard the comical story of my first 5k... I decided to pace myself with some random woman in front of me who low and behold, was out for a morning jog and not running the 5k. I realized this about a mile off course when she ran up her driveway. Funny story and I'm sure I'm not the only person in the history of the world that this has happened to. The question is, how many people can say they've managed to do this twice?
This morning, our gym ran the Wolf Hollow 5k in Nashua, which was run congruently with a half marathon. Guess who made a wrong turn and ended up on the half marathon course... yup, this girl. I was running with Nike+ on my phone, thankfully, and when I hit mile 3.5, I figured something was a little off. By the time I was able to get back to civilization (the course was a trail run, naturally), I managed to clock about five miles. Normally a five mile run isn't that big of a deal if I go in mentally prepared for it, however the 20 degree weather wasn't really helping matters.
On a high note, according to Nike+, I PR-ed my 1k and 5k times in the process. Woot. (My enthusiasm is still being smothered but the fact that I am freezing).
I think I'm going to stick to races that are clearly defined or I'm going to get outfitted with a GPS tracking device and request a police escort next time around. Maybe it's my subconscious telling me that road races really just aren't my thing? It's not possible to run off course on a Tough Mudder, right? Maybe I should just stick to lifting heavy things...