As promised (partly out of guilt from my lack of consistent posting around here lately), I thought I’d give a run down of my third and Bailey’s first Crazylegs race experience. For those of you in Madison who haven’t run Crazylegs and are thinking about trying it in the future, or if you’re not from Madison and are intrigued anyhow, here are some consistent hallmarks of the race:
1. The weather will be wonderful. And by wonderful I mean the temperature will plunge to the high 30s/low 40s. It will be raining. It will be windy, and the wind will continue to change directions so that the rain is always blowing into your face. The first year I ran Crazylegs with my dad, there was a severe thunderstorm warning for Dane County but the race went on anyway. Thinking a sweatshirt would help keep me warm, I ended up being soaked within 5 minutes and killed my iPod in the process. I had fun anyhow, though my dad said afterwards he’d never do it again.
2. You will spend more time waiting to run than actually running. This is another mistake I made the first year. The race officially begins at 10:00 am if you are a seasoned marathon runner who is clocking 6 minute miles consistently. If you’re a fun runner like me, you’re looking closer to 10:15, or in this year’s case 10:45. Fortunately for Bailey, I know the system and we didn’t even leave her apartment until 10:15. We still waited for over 20 minutes, but with thousands of people slowly migrating towards the starting line, you at least have some communal body heat to share.
3. You will look ridiculous. This goes in part with the first two. Don’t try to wear make up. Don’t try to look super cute. You will be soggy and shivering and miserable until you start running, and then you will just want to get to Camp Randall. You won’t care how you look. The first year I ran with my dad, he offered me a plastic poncho to wear, which I refused because I didn’t want to look stupid. As a result, I had to buy a new iPod. This year, I still refused to buy a poncho, but Bailey did manage to fashion some “2 minute rain coats” – I ran the race wearing a garbage bag with holes cut in for my head and arms. Did I look absurd? Absolutely! That’s half the fun.
This past week was the final week of classes, launching me into finals period. Finals period is an interesting breed in law school, and perhaps in any school. You don’t have the pressure of having reading or assignments done for class, but you have an always impending sense of doom if you happen to be doing something other than studying. Such has been my life for the past week, paired with some not-so-fit coping habits for stress. It finally caught up with me this weekend – I feel terrible! But it’s just another reminder that taking care of yourself by choosing what you do and what you put in your body is going to have an impact. I need to learn and re-learn this periodically.
For example, strength training has not been on my radar at all this past week, and I’ve been subsisting off the candy dish at work because I haven’t been packing any sort of balanced lunch. My dinner last night consisted of ice cream (bad), brussell sprouts (good), and fried cheese(bad). I’m not one to let yesterday’s shortcomings rain on today. I’m going to go to the gym for a cardio/strength mix, and then go out to my parents house for a morel mushroom dinner. There’s always a reset button.
Musical Monday tomorrow! Promise!