Notes
37 (200), 74, 74, 74, 74, 75, 74, 77, 82, 80, 82, 80, 69.
Hey! At last, 16:00 was finally broken. Going into the race I knew there was no way that I was not going to break it. Spitz paced through at 15:25 pace. Sat in the back of that top pack. Told myself that I would hang on at least until 3k. Made it pretty close until Collin and I both fell off. There was a time where Collin had around 5-10 meters on me when Caleb hollered at me to go help him out. After that, we were side by side for the last 1200 meters working with each other. If I am being honest there were several times where I tried to throw in a surge at an attempt to not have a final 100m sprint off. Collin is incredibly tough though and we stayed side by side. Conor came upon us with 500 to go which may have saved our whole effort. With 400 to go, I looked down and saw that we needed around a 70 to break 16. Thought to myself that there was no way I ran this long just to come up a few seconds short. With 200 to go, we were right on pace. The last 100 was not really fun at all but once we crossed the finish line and heard 15:58 all the exhaustion kind of just floated away. I think back to last year and all of the times where I would race the 5k with the idea of breaking 16 but never actually being mentally ready to just buckle down and do it. I am glad the barrier has been broken, but to say that that is satisfactory is far from true. In all reality, anything above 16 should never happen again and the only way forward is up (or down if you're talking about time 😉). All glory has to go to God. WIthout all of the blessings He has given me, none of this could have ever happened.