The race would start at 10am, a very difficult time for me blood sugar wise. I would do my best leading up to the start of the race but I was unable to get my blood sugar below 190. That is actually perfect, I could run and not have to worry about a low, but of course I wanted to be perfect and was a little upset that I wasn't. I was also upset that I had forgotten my headphones, I would be unable to listen to my favorite running song!! (Song is below for your listening pleasure) The 5K had almost 1,000 runners, starting in the middle caused me to be a minute from the official starting line!! I had to weave between people for a good half mile until I got in to a group that I belonged with. In that half mile of trying to get with my group I was hit with numerous elbows, and someone stepped on my right foot and had untied my shoe. With just under three miles left my shoe was untied and I was very mad!! I said screw it!! I came to run and to do well, if my shoe starts to fall off then I will stop and tie it.
The only thing that went according to plan was my time, I came in at 22:02 and felt very strong. I was able to sprint the final 200 meters and was pleased with my result. My blood sugar post race was at 201, again not perfect but it was safe. I would take three units of insulin to cover the post race Gatorade and Power Bar. All things considered I was happy with my results. I'm not happy with myself however, I hate that I'm so competitive. I want to compete and I want to get better. A part of me wishes that I could compete with my brain shut off, I like to run but when I race I don't enjoy it. It is very tough to explain but I can't get the competitiveness out of my system, at the end of the day that competitiveness makes me the person that I am.