Running in Colorado: I Ran My Last 10k

Last month, I ran the Windsor Heavy 10k.

Well, first off, I did not know that a “heavy 10k” is actually an extra mile you run, so my 6 mile run turned into a 7 mile run. Nor did I realize this until I passed the 6 mile mark.

The course was not the best. The race started by running up a hill and through/by a subdivision. For a good two miles at least, we ran on the side of a big road in Windsor.  The only good part was the trails for the last mile or so, which were pretty with fall colors.

However, due to COVID, prizes were to be mailed, and we were told to leave as soon as it was over. My prize? A small bottle of hot water.

The after effects on my body were horrendous. I couldn’t walk. My hamstrings were locked up. I was miserable. My massage the week after hurt.

I was a physical wreck.

I can’t do this anymore, especially for a race with a mediocre course. It was not worth it. I’m just too old. It ruined my whole week of CrossFit the next week, and I was just miserable.

The only 10k I may run again is the Garden of the Gods if people stop freaking out about a virus.

Other than that, I have to bow to age and my body.