Saturday, May 20, 2017

GoFar Challenge 2017

This past weekend was Fargo Marathon weekend, which is one of my favorite times of year, actually. I ran my first 5k in 2012; my friend Laurel inspired me to start running. From there, I was straight up addicted! I've done the Fargo 5k every year since in addition to so many other 5ks I've lost count by this point. I ran my first 10k in Fargo in 2013, and have done the Fargo 10k every year as well, in addition to two more in Grand Forks.

Now that you're caught up on my running history, I want to tell you about my weekend! First off, I trained super hard for my first 10k (if you want more of my running history, feel free to check out my old blog). I actually ran 5-6 miles 3 times a week which is apparently WAY too much. My finish time that year was 1:11:15, which was AMAZING. 

The problem is that I have not trained properly for a race since. But I'm absolutely stubborn as hell, so I sign up for a bunch of races anyway and run them and it's terrible. I make excellent decisions, I know.

This year was obviously no exception. As a matter of fact, I procrastinated so long, I actually missed the sign up deadline by like 5 minutes. Registration closed at 11:59 last Sunday night, and I looked at my phone at 12:04 and realized I'd forgotten! I immediately sent them an email, but I didn't hear back. That's totally understandable, because I know they're busy and probably bombarded with emails.

I make jokes a lot about my phone listening, because the things that pop up on my facebook feed at the most perfect time...there's just no way that's a coincidence. BUT, this time it was helpful. On Tuesday, I was derping on Facebook and saw a post by my friend Lacey. She was looking to get into the 10k late. I immediately mesasged her and told her I was also looking to get into the 10k late. She had been emailing the marathon director and he said there was last minute sign up on Thursday at 2pm, and that I could sign her up if I had a picture of her ID.

I didn't work on Thrusday, so cool, great. I can sign myself up, and it's literally no work at all to sign her up too, so that was the plan. She messaged me a picture of her ID and I drove down super early on Thursday. Obviously I had lunch at Green House Cafe, the vegan place in Fargo. I had the orange "chicken" bowl!



I was nervous about missing it, so I got there at about 1pm. They told me I had to wait until 2pm, which was fine. I just wandered around the expo for awhile, bought some stuff, and then at 1:30 went to stand near the sign up table. We formed a line and I was 2nd, which was great. At 1:55, they made an announcement that you COULD NOT sign up another person. You could ONLY sign yourself up. 

I messaged Lacey and she said I should ask about the email that I had been CC'd on, from the director, saying that I was able to sign her up. I showed the girl at the table the email and she said "okay, since you have the email, you can sign up your friend." AWESOME! I signed myself up, and then got back in line to sign her up (because I am not an asshole; they only had a liminted number of extra bib numbers, and it's only fair that I go through the line again). 

Lacey had also asked if I would be willing to sign up another friend of hers as well. (SIDE STORY TIME REAL QUICK: the friend of hers is actually the girlfriend of my high school bully. I REALLY wanted to say no out of principle. But I've never met this girl, she has never done anything to me, I graduated 10 years ago, I'm already there...so whatever, I said I would do it). They let me sign Lacey up because of the email, but I wasn't sure they'd let me sign the other girl up, but they did so everyone got signed up!

Here's when my day went a bit sideways. I went to pick up our bags and shirts. I went to the 10k booth and picked up our bags and shirts, no problem. But then...I went to get my 5k tshirt, and here's how the exchange went between the guy and me.

Him: what size tshirt?
Me: A large please.
Him:...is it for you?
Me: Yep
Him: HAHAHA. No.... 
*goes over to the table and grabs a 2XL and hands it to me*
Him: You will probably pass out after the first turn from not being able to breathe if you wear that other one.

I was so stunned and kind of embarassed, so I just took the shirt and walked away. But the more I thought about it, the more upset I got. First of all, I live in my body every day. I'm very aware that I am overweight, I don't need you to point it out. Second of all, this happened to be the second time in a month a COMPLETE stranger commented about my stomach in particular. And finally, it's none of your goddamn business what size tshirt I ask for. If I'm a size 30 and ask for a size small tshirt, your job is to hand me the goddamn shirt. 

I told my friends because I was literally crying on my drive home. Laurel immediately told me I needed to complain, so I posted a comment on the Fargo marathon page about what had happened. Within an hour of me posting, I got a message from the page asking me who it was, and apologizing profusely. They promised to get me a new shirt, said he would no longer be working with them, and offered to refund my race fee. I honestly just wanted to make sure NO ONE ever said something like that to someone again (but I'm super broke so I am taking the refund), because as much as I want to be like "ah that dude was just a jerk," my feelings are still hurt, and that comment is still bothering me.

Anyway, glad that is over. I honestly got the most unebelievably supportive comments and messaged from so many people. I posted about It on Facebook, because yeah, I wanted some lovin'. It shouldn't matter, but just so we're clear:


The photo on the right is me wearing a medium from last year, and the left is the 2xl I was given on Thursday. Clearly a large would have fit just fine.

Anywho, moving on. I drove down early Friday. We checked into our hotel and eventually headed to the Fargodome. I ran into an old sorority sister on my way to grab my new shirt. We chatted for awhile and then I met up with my friend Jenny. She was also running the 5k (side note, she also did the half marathon with NO TRAINING. If she wasn't my friend, I would hate her haha!).

Jenny and I before the 5k
With absolutely NO PREPARATION, I was hoping to finish in under 50 minutes. I checked my pace at mile 2, and figured it was possible for me to finish in under 40 minutes, though unlikely. I actually ended up finishing in 40:12! THAT'S CRAZY DUDE! I was so pumped, it felt so good!

Starting top right; Pesto, Alfredo, Cajun,
Jenny and I after finishing
Ethan and I
Let me just take a second here to brag on my husband. He comes to every single 5k and 10k, stands around holding all my crap from 40-90 minutes while I run. No matter the weather, or how early we have to get up, or how far we have to travel, or how insufferable I get before races (you think I'd be used to it by now, but I still always stress out so terribly). He's really a trooper!

After the 5k, I met my oldest friend at Green House Cafe for an endless vegan pasta event. The sauces were AMAZING, my personal favorite was the Cajun! However, they're a newer business and have never done something like this before....my only complaint is that the pasta was super overcooked.

While we were at dinner, Lacey came and picked up the two bags. We did a super quick 5 minute catch up as we went to my car to grab it. I honestly don't think I've seen her since I graduated, and it was nice to catch up. More reason that I think Facebook is listening in, that her post just HAPPENED to show up after I'd been talking about missing the deadline, when we haven't talked in years....oh well. It was really nice to see her. So nice, that I forgot to have her pay me back her entrance fee! She texted me later that night while I was stretching and pointed it out, so she's sending me a check.

But pasta the night before big races is tradition! You know what else is tradition? Sleeping like absolute garbage before a 10k! I've been doing 10ks for 5 years, and I STILL can never sleep the night before. I had to be up at 6am, so I went to bed at 11pm.

I tried EVERYTHING. TV, no TV, white noise app, colder, hotter, meditation....nothing worked. But finally I passed out sometime after 2am.

I got up at 6am, shaking because I keep my hotel rooms incredibly cold, got ready and headed to the 10k. Mixed my preworkout, pinned on my number, handed my bag off to my husband, and lined up.

This post is getting outrageously long. Basically, I just wanted to finish in under 1:30:00 which isn't a great time, but I made it in about 1:25:something. I felt so great! Of all the 10ks I've done, I enjoyed this run itself immensely!


There was a girl in a lime green shirt, and we basically ran next to each other the entire time. We were unknowingly both pacing with each other. I happened to catch her after the race and we laughed about it.


After, I was like "I have run almost 10 miles in 2 days. I deserve some damn pancakes!" Ethan, my ever accommodating husband said sure, so we headed back to Green House because I'm obsessed with that place (obviously). I ordered myself a coffee and a delicious stack of pancakes.
Yeah, it's a Snapchat screenshot. Shut up.

I soaked those glorious pillows in hot syrup and they were so tasty...until ten minutes later when I ran outside and threw them back up. It 100% WAS NOT the pancakes themselves (I ate the rest later on today and they were fine!), I think it was just too rich for having JUST run 6.2 miles.

So that was my race weekend! Overall, some of the best running I've done. Ethan joked about doing the half with me next year, and honestly I would love that. However, I'm planning on training for the Grand Forks half in September.

I need to start posting more often, because I have so many awesome vegan recipes to share!

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GoFar Challenge 2017

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