As I began to warmup I didn't feel great, usually I know how a race will go by how I warmup. I was tight and a tad nervous, I was putting extra pressure on myself because this was a race for the high school that I coach at. I wanted to run well, the last thing I wanted was to run poorly and get picked on by other coaches and athletes. I know that is a little sad but I'm very competitive, plus the coach that finished first got a free meal for the staff of the sport he or she coached. As the race began I started to feel good, I started slow but was able to pick it up as I hit the half mile mark. Around mile two I was at the back of the leaders pack, all of a sudden someone came up right beside me. It was a good friend of mine that was an all american sprinter in high school and college, many had picked him and I to duel it out for the title of fastest coach in the 5k. He is obviously a far better athlete than I will ever be, we stuck together until the final half mile, I think he held back and was being nice. The last half mile was uphill and as we approached the hill without missing a beat calmly said "Oh look heartbreak hill, I'll see you later." with that he was gone, I tried my best to stay with him but was gassed as we hit the second hill. I didn't win a free meal but I did finish in a time of 22:02, just six seconds from a personal best.
Today it all went perfectly, getting up at 4:30am each day and heading to the gym takes it toll and I was wondering if it was paying off. Today it paid off and will continue to do so, I just need to suck it up and put the work in. My blood sugars have been great for two weeks, I need the gym and the races to keep my blood sugars where they should be. I'm happy to get my first ever medal from a race but the real reward is having near perfect blood sugars before, during and after the race. I race for my diabetes not for medals.