Hi everyone –
Since I left high school, I haven’t run more than a couple of parking spaces. Between working a desk job, watching kid sports, and writing at night, my life had become extremely sedentary. When I did exercise, it was usually sitting on a recumbent bike! LOL
Anyway, a few months ago my daughter and some other author friends on facebook pointed out a 5K event that was right up my alley. The Run for Your Lives zombie 5K! It’s about 3 miles, and I thought if I was ever going to run, this would be the event for me.
But I didn’t actually think I would do it.
Then Ken & I started walking, and I got a little Couch to 5K app on my phone and for a few weeks I stayed on week 1 & 2 over and over, praying my legs would remember how to run instead of just lumber around the track! LOL I knew if I didn’t sign up, I’d never push myself past week 2 on the app, so I registered for the 5K and the training was on.
I ran around the high school track, and around the entire high school. I felt almost ready…
But nothing could have prepared me for what I saw on Saturday afternoon when I reached the event. First, the parking was almost a mile from the actual check-in and starting line and about ¼ of the mile was uphill! LOL I did meet a couple of off-duty zombies though, aren’t they cute? So by the time I found the check-in I was already sweaty. Not a good sign!
Then I realized where the course was laid out was straight up a mountain and I texted Panda… “Very nervous… All uphill…”
But I checked in anyway and got my number and my flags. You get 3 flags, and if you finish the race with at least one, you got a survivor medal. If all your flags were gone, you got a Zombie medal. I also got a cool T-shirt for after the run.
Now I just had to live through the run! LOL
When we gathered at the starting line, the fast peeps with actual 5K experience packed into the “Appetizer” row, the people who had completed 5Ks but weren’t ready to burst out into the lead filled the “Entrée” row, and I slid right in with the newbies in the “Dessert” row. They let us go in three waves, and this is the massive mountain we trudged up…
I was somewhere in that pack… We went up the mountain and see the ridge up at the top?
Yes we went all the way up there! *boggle* Definitely not what I had been training for!
Once we got to the last incline up the mountain, the zombie hordes descended and the adrenaline kicked in!
No more lumbering, my legs remembered how to sprint past zombies! LOL
I ran through mud bogs, crawled under barbed wire, dodged zombies, and climbed the wood scoffolding to go down the mud slide… I couldn’t tell how deep the water was at the bottom. I’m sad to report it was deep and my head went completely under in the muddy water…. GROSS!!!!
With the finish line in sight, and as if I wasn’t muddy enough yet, we got to crawl (I opted to scoot) under about 50 yards of wood crawl space… So. Much. Mud. LOL
This event was MILES out of my comfort zone, but I gotta tell ya, when I finished I felt SOOO Hard Core, like some kind of Paranormal Romance Writing Superhero! J
During the race, I saw a couple of people have to take golf carts down the mountain, a couple of people were vomiting, and many folks in much better shape than me said this was the toughest 5 K they’d ever done…
And I made it to the finish line!!! Am I Hard Core or what??? LOL
Those are the muddy thumbs that are typing my next romance novel! LOL And here’s my Zombie medal… It’s now on my desk, proudly hanging beside my San Diego Book Award! LOL