The Front Runners Pride 5 Miler is always my favorite race of the year. It kicks off Pride Week in NYC. Last year the mood was incredibly celebratory because the run took place just days after the Supreme Court’s marriage equality ruling. This year, the tenor was a bit different. The horrible atrocities from the Orlando’s Pulse night club were top of mind, and the race started with a moment of silence.
Running a race isn’t going to change anything as far as lunatics committing disgusting acts of terror, I know that. But it felt good to stand with a whole lot of people who believe in equality. Or maybe some of the participants just like running near a bunch of people wearing rainbows and tutus, which is not something I could hold against anyone.
Hello, friends. I hope you had a lovely Memorial Day weekend.
I visited Toronto during the long weekend to visit my dear pal Kyla. But before that, I had a lighter week of workouts. Post-BK Half, it wasn’t that I was too sore (I was the normal amount of sore) but mentally, I needed a break. I didn’t feel like pushing myself. So I took a break. I highly recommend it.
The Boston Marathon was yesterday and I don’t know about you, but watching coverage of that race makes me want to sign up for #alloftheraces. Your first race can be a bit overwhelming. Running alone is a different beast.
When you’re running with thousands of other people there are a few things you can do to make the experience better for everyone. Whether it’s your first race or your 100th, there are some understood rules of the road. Feel free to add your own items in the comments!
Here is my race etiquette wish list:
1. Don’t start in the wrong corral.
It’s annoying for other runners, it will be troublesome for you. I used to get nervous and start a corral back from where I should be. I would spend the first mile of any race trying to get in front of runners who were slower and it was insanely frustrating. For everyone. Likewise, if you’re not an elite, don’t stand in the front. You will get pummeled and you’ll prevent someone from running their best race.
Every runner knows running can be a mind f*ck (pardon my French). I am not an expert runner, but I am a head case who has (for the most part) learned to love running without letting it make me crazy. That’s taken some mental work.