The first half mile of a 5K is probably the best feeling ever, no oxygen debt, no tired legs – just the possibility (expectation?) of a PR. It’s full of optimism, potential, adventure, just like “Born to Run.”
Evening 5Ks are pretty cool, just like this song, with the opening line, “We’re running with the shadows of the night.”
I guess I never listened to the actual lyrics of this song closely, because I had no idea it’s about an alien invasion(!). That would certainly induce feelings of dread, which is often what I start to feel after passing the 1 mile marker. I tend to go out too fast in my 5Ks and end up suffering in the middle mile.
Apologies to Kate Bush fans, but I’ve always found this song to be incredibly annoying, which is also true of this corresponding stage of a 5K, especially if it’s making me run up a hill.
Yeah, this is not a surprising selection, is it?
Near the end of the race, time to kick it into gear! Of course, the “you” isn’t a mistress for an adulterous affair, but the finish line. But I’m sure I feel the same intensity of desire for the finish line that Adams’ narrator does for his mistress.
Just after finishing the race….
After kicking at the last 1/4 mile of so, I usually feel pretty wiped out. I don’t usually feel like throwing up, but if I did, it would be time to shake it off.