AM- I arrived at the race feeling quite fatigued from the workout on Monday, then weights and basketball on Wednesday (most certainly a poor decision the day before a race). Nevertheless, I did a couple miles warm up and started to loosen up. Unfortunately I had to wait in line for the bathroom for what seemed like an eternity (probably like 15 minutes) and sort of tightened up a little. I got out of the bathroom right as the 10k was starting, so I had 5 minutes before they started the 5k. Basically I had enough time to strip down into my traditional robes of combat and get to the line. I quickly made note of the competion near the starting line: one collegiate athlete, a few high schoolers, some middle-aged men, and a handful of overly-ambitious prepubescent children. The countdown reached its end and we all shot out from behind the line. After about 100 meters, it seemed as though my competition had narrowed down to one high schooler from Lone Peak. We quickly ran into the back of the 10k pack (I'm not sure who decided 5 minutes would be enough time to separate the 2 races), and had to weave our way through them. The pace felt a little too comfortable, and sure enough, we came through the first mile in 5:27. I picked it up and tried to press the pace and he didn't go with me. When we hit the turn-around and hopped onto the river trail heading back to the finish, I saw that I had about a 20 meter lead on the next guys, so I just kept pressing. With about a half mile left I assumed that I had a pretty sizeable lead, but I passed some people who then started cheering for the guy in second not long after I'd passed them, so I tried to pick it up a little more. My lead was big enough and I was able to get the dub. I cooled down a mile with Drew, Preston, and Laynee, then ran another 3ish miles to my house.
PM- In what I now recognize as a very poor decision, I got in some more miles after going to town on a tasty Thanksgiving meal. Fortunately I was able to keep it all in.