Have you heard of the Mustache Dash 5K? A good friend of mine and I participated in the Mustache Dash 5K last weekend. This race benefited Numana, which is an international hunger relief organization.
The Mustache Dash encourages participants to wear mustaches (surprise!)–real or fake–during the race. You could buy or grow your own mustache, but the race organization also provided a package of fake ‘staches in each race packet. There was definitely an assortment of mustaches going on at the race. I had tried to grow mine out before the race to no avail,so I had to settle for a fake one.
I have to admit I am a fair-weather runner, especially when it comes to colder temperatures. Unfortunately God had a sense of humor and the temperature was a wee bit chilly to say the least.
Did you notice it says FREEZE WARNING? And it’s not just talking about plants, folks.
I bundled up in a long pair of compression tights, a long-sleeve dri-fit shirt and dri-fit jacket, gloves, and a beanie hat that I bought at Target that even had a hole for my ponytail (best $13 bucks I’ve spent lately). However, before the race I was still cold and my friend and I were seriously considering the state of our sanity.
But then the starting whistle blew and we set off with approximately 600 of our closest friends. And you know what? Running in the cold wasn’t bad–it wasn’t bad at all! Usually I’m so uptight about my breathing that I have a hard time finding my groove, but this time my mind was so focused on getting warm that I completely forgot about my breathing and just ran. That elusive “runner’s high” wasn’t so elusive!
The course ran through the downtown streets of the city and along the river–very similar to the 5K race my husband, son and I ran on Labor Day. Except for having to dodge a lot of goose poop, it was a beautiful run. I even conquered the hills without a single whimper. I am a runner, hear me roar!
I was feeling pretty good about time. I had just PR’d at a race a couple of weeks earlier. I didn’t know if I would PR again, but my goal was to definitely get under 30 minutes again. As I turned down the last street to run the last 150 yards or so, I saw the clock reading 29 minutes and change. So I put on the afterburners and sprinted (well, it was sprinting from my opinion–to others, maybe not so much) across the finish line under 30 minutes. Success!
At the finish line, they handed out the coolest medals ever!
My friend is a beast and ended up getting first in our age group. I received fourth place. Out of 29 runners in the age group, I didn’t think that was too shabby.
But I think the most exciting part of the day was the presence of the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile!
I mean who doesn’t like the Wienermobile? We even got to sit inside the Wienermobile. It was definitely a fangirl moment.
And get this, we got to take home our very own Wienermobile whistles!
Life just doesn’t get much better than that.
Of course, what do all health-conscious runners do after a race? Go celebrate with donuts and hot coffee, of course!