Last weekend, the hubs and I participated in Team Ortho’s Monster Dash 10-mile run. We ran this race last year as a training run leading up to our first half-marathon. This year, we ran it AFTER our half-marathon. For tons of pictures, take the time to check out the Monster Dash Facebook page…it really gives a good perspective as to how many people participated in this race and what kinds of costumes there were. As you can see, my hubby and I were “real” creative.
For the most part the race went really well. Better than I expected. I felt good the first couple of miles and then I had to pull off to the side and fix my running pants…they weren’t tied tight enough and felt like they were falling down. I really didn’t want to stop and fix them, but I knew if I didn’t, I wouldn’t stop thinking about them. So, I took a few seconds to pull off to the side of the course and tie them tighter, along with adjust my iPhone, which I have clipped to my pants. Side note: I can’t stand having my phone in an armband on my arm, so I found this clip thing that I just clip it to my pants and it works great…at least for me it does. Other people may not like it. Anyway, my pace was “pretty even” for the first six miles, well, except for mile three when I had to stop. You can tell by my splits that I got tired starting at about mile 7-8. I do have to say, though, that for the most part, I felt good. For the most part. Here’s a look at my splits:
As I was nearing mile 9, I started feeling the same way I did toward the end of the half-marathon a couple of weeks ago. WARNING TO ANY MEN READING THIS….you may want to skip the next bit…I talk about female parts!
To all the women reading this, if you have any advice or thoughts, PLEASE SHARE! Okay, so, as I was nearing the end of the race, again, I got this weird feeling, you know, “down below.” The only way I can describe it is this: it completely felt like my uterus was going to fall out. It wasn’t necessarily painful in that it hurt really bad because a muscle was pulled or I was bloated or it was cramping. It was “painful” because it was uncomfortable and it felt like there was a lot of pressure and that something was literally going to fall out of my crotch area! Seriously, it is the weirdest feeling. Regardless of what kind of “pain” it was, it just wasn’t any fun at all. I just wanted to be done. And to not feel like anything was going to fall out of me that shouldn’t be! 🙂
OKAY MEN, YOU CAN CONTINUE READING FROM HERE ON OUT!
Again, it was so awesome to have Al waiting there for me at the finish line. As much as I wanted him to be back in our hotel room where it was nice and toasty warm instead of having him stand in the cold in his sweaty running clothes, I am always happy to see him at the finish line. And, it is always awesome to be able to give him a big hug and kiss when I am done. But this time at the finish line, Al wasn’t the only one waiting. So was a medical volunteer. At almost every big race we have participated in, there are medical volunteers at the end to assist those in need.
And apparently, the grimacing look on my face and the peculiar way I was walking, made the medical volunteer think I was one of those “in need” of medical attention. The woman swiftly and assertively led me, along with Al, to the medical tent. I kind of didn’t have a choice. But to honest, I was kind of okay with it…except I was still worried about Al and how cold he must of been. He not only had to wait “forever” for me to finish the race, he now had to wait – in his wet running clothes with the fierce wind blowing on him – while the medical person attended to me. She asked me several questions about where it hurt and so forth and then applied a ice pack to the area, which truly was kind of weird, but oddly felt good. She also checked my pulse and my blood pressure, which were both surprisingly good, despite the fact that I just ran 10 miles. Oh, besides the “pain” I was in, I also felt extremely nauseous and did everything in my power not to yak on the side of the cot I was laying on. I succeeded in not throwing up. Yeah for me…and everyone else around me. So, after just a couple minutes in the medical tent, which I truly DID NOT expect to ever be in, I, along with my near-frozen husband, were on our way. But not without some advice from the awesome medical volunteer, “GO talk to your doctor!”
I will….if it happens again!
Oh, by the way, if you’re curious how I actually did in the race. Well, according to my phone app, LogYourRun Pro, I completed 10.12 miles in 1:48:39…nearly six minutes faster than last year’s race! My app last year showed that I ran 10.13 miles in 1:54:11. NOTE: I have to go by my time because there was a technical glitch with the timing of this year’s race for some runners. I was “lucky” enough to be one of those runners. Shit happens.
Us, after the race, with our awesome medals! Thanks again to Team Ortho for a fantastic race. Team Ortho knows how to do races!
MISC STUFF AND LOTS OF FOOD!
Because I have blathered on and on enough already, I will finish this post in pictures. Hope you enjoy!
On Sunday morning, before taking off for home, Al and I went to this awesome little restaurant for breakfast, Blackbird Cafe. We have eaten there one other time so we knew the food was good. I had the whole grain cakes, which are described as “dense and chewy,” and come with sesame honey butter and real maple syrup. Seriously, the best pancakes I have EVER had. And definitely not your typical pancakes….they have wild rice in them. DELISH! I also had the sweet potato biscuit – well, okay, I had two – that come with honey butter. The. Best. Biscuits. EVER! Don’t ask me the PPV’s on either of these items because I have no idea and I have no care in the world. They are both worth whatever they are.
These photos just don’t do this food any justice, but I tried. If you ever find yourself near the corner of 38th Street and Nicollet Avenue, make a stop at Blackbird.
Alright, I know this post is WAY TOO LONG, but I have to share one more picture………
After we finished our brunch at Blackbird, we headed to the Mall of America so we could walk off some of our food. (Secretly, I wanted to go there because of one particular store…CUPCAKE!) As you can see, we found it!