I’m slowly but surely returning to the world of group running because I have really missed running with a group, especially the Suncoast Striders. I’ve missed the laughs, the camaraderie, the support and the accountability. I need a crowd to pace me and push me along.
For the past couple of weeks, I’ve become a regular at the Suncoast Running Wednesday morning group run as well. Last week, I was feeling a bit under the weather and my 6 mile run wasn’t the greatest but at least I got out there and did it.
Ave Pace 11:28
Max Pace 8:40
The Striders didn’t meet on Saturday due to the Rap River Run. Instead they met for a make-up run on Sunday and Coach Jackie demanded my presence at that event. Even though I was tired from two races, I showed up to the park for an easy 3 mile run just to please Coach Jackie.
Max Pace 9:03
Most everyone was shocked and surprised to see me and it felt good to be in the company of some fabulously fast athletes. Plus I had forgotten how much fun the post-run social hour was! Great company and yummy treats to replenish all the calories everyone worked so hard to burn off moments ago.
Strider Barbara served slices of Karen’s cinnamon cake. As a precaution, I asked if there were nuts in the cake and was told it was nut free. As I began to eat the cake, Melanie alerted me that she tasted pecans in her slice. Good God! I spat my piece out immediately and washed my mouth out. Since I had forgotten my EpiPen, I began to panic. Another Strider offered me prescription strength Allegra, just in case. Although I seemed to dodge anaphylactic shock for the time being, I was worried about my drive home.
Moments later, I felt a bit wheezy but thankfully all seemed calm on the allergy front. I continued to chat with my fellow Striders as David, our fearless leader, snapped photos of my miraculous return to the group and Jackie admired my blue Fila sports top.
“Is there a built-in bra in that top? Jackie asked me.
“Yes, there is”, I replied and I pulled down my top just enough for my nipple to pop out. Although my girlfriends and I are known to let it all hang out, I had forgotten I was in the company with men. Whoops. Looks like I’m back in a flash with the Striders.
I don’t know if David caught my peek-a-boob moment wardrobe malfunction on film or not. I just hope that photo doesn’t make it into the Striders scrapbook. But like fellow Strider Alex said, it’s not a big deal. No really. It isn’t.
That’s what he said.
*Proudly submitted to Stacy Uncorked, because when I blog about my training, it’s usually pretty random.*