I ran my first Tulsa Run today.
It’s a 15k that’s the city has held every year since 1978,
minus one year. You know of course which year that was, 2020 the one where we
collectively lost our minds. The race is popular with Tulsans because it’s just
short of a half marathon but longer than a 5K. Why is that important? The 5K
isn’t really a serious run. It’s the starting point for anyone who wants to
start getting in shape. Most people can do a 5K even if it pushes them to their
limits. If you can’t run the whole way then walk, it’s only 3.1 miles.
But a 15K requires at least some training. It’s 9.32 miles
which isn’t nothing. Without at least some regular running this one would be
tough. I didn’t think the distance would be a problem for me but I was
concerned that I couldn’t keep a regular pace. I did slow up in the last half
but I only lost 20 seconds or so per minute. The last half was hilly so that’s
my excuse. I came in at 1:23:10 or roughly 8:55 per mile.
My regular runs are in the 9:45 per minute neighborhood so I
was impressed. I do think my Fitbit is off by quite a lot though. Although I
imagine racing a quicker pace than I practice, I don’t think I jumped up nearly
a whole minute better. Adrenaline kicks in when others run near you. There is a
comradery with others that motivates everyone to give a little more. Until
regular blocks of joggers start passing you, that is, and you get mad. But yeah. . . I need a new Fitbit.
The weather was chilly but great for racing. My phone said
39 degrees just before I left. I stuck with shorts and a long sleeve Tee even
though I knew it would be a cold wait. The alternative is to wear something you’ll
wish you didn’t though, like gloves and pants. After a few miles you’ll want to
discard them. I noticed runners ahead of me doing just that. They pitched long sleeves
shirts along the route as they warmed up. The sun came out and they realized
their ability to work up a sweat.
Another reason to love this run is the ideal view of the
business district downtown. We started
at Boston and 3rd right in front of the Performing Arts Center and
turned left 2 blocks west at Boulder. From Boulder the route spilled onto
Riverside and South toward 41st. This means we got to run past the
Gathering Place at 31st and come back along the bike path. The bike
path along Riverside, at any point, is a familiar route for most Tulsa runners.
All the running groups use it and individual walkers, bikers and even fisherman
frequent it.
And it makes for great pictures for the newspaper.
We followed the bike path toward 11th and turned around to get back to Boulder. It got hilly right there at the end and I saw a few who were ahead of me start walking. I nearly did myself. I’m no stranger to steep hills though. I try to get in hills at least once every two weeks. I tried to pace off this guy near the end. He ran faster than me but then would stop and walk. I passed him up and 30 seconds later he zoomed past me. He began walking again and I passed him. He flew past me again, almost spitefully. That cycle repeated itself a few times and I thought about grabbing him. For whatever reason it really irritated me. I’m laughing about it now because that irritation led to an aggressive push toward the finish.
I determined to pass him up for good and
I did.
Next time I’d like to run with a team. I did know at least 2
people there. One I saw at the finish line. He came in a minute after me. Him
and his wife were both good customers at my store for years. When their kids
were younger and in sports, they spend a lot of money with us. The other was a
woman I used to run with at Runner’s World. She led the 1:25 pace group. That’s
where I started but managed to stay just slightly ahead of them.
I’ve got enough time to sign up for the Route 66 Half
Marathon in a month. I might just have to do it.