I first ran Brendan’s Home Run 5K three years ago, right after we moved to the town and I was pleased to discover a race within walking distance to our new home. The race raises funds for a foundation in memory of a Belmont high school boy who tragically died as a result of an injury during a baseball game. The boy’s father emcees the event; I am always touched to think about this on Father’s Day.
The past two years I couldn’t make the race due to the timing of other races; this year, I’m currently in a (planned) lull in my races, so I can go burn my legs up on a 5K sprint. I was hoping to beat my 5K PR (22:45) but I didn’t taper, didn’t do enough speed work, plus I ran 4 miles the morning of the race and then ate some turkey which sat in my stomach like a rock. And while I’m making excuses…. the weather was also a touch hot.
I finished in 23:28 — 18th girl out of 174. Considering the race attracts pretty stiff competition due to the cash awards, I was content. (Still, I’d love to set a new 5K PR this year).
Dying at the finish
While I was out on the course, there was a kid’s fun run event — 400 meters, once around the track. Little Boy raced in the 6-8 year division, though he’s still a week shy of 6. Mr. P was very, very impressed with Little Boy. Though winning was unlikely, Little Boy did beat out some bigger kids and he didn’t “fade” at the end. Most importantly, he wants to race again! Nothing could make Mr. P prouder on Father’s Day!
Fun Run!
