Scotiabank 5km and running for a cause

Yesterday I ran a 5km. I also hiked 8k, took an ice bath in mountain water, and practically got run off that trail by a bear cub, but that’s for another post.

First race of the year in the books. I’ve never done any of the Scotiabank races here before. For those of you who don’t live in Vancouver, there are two pretty big half marathons in May and June. The BMO half marathon and 8k, which I ran last year, and the Scotiabank half marathon and 5km.

This race was relatively well organized. The expo was a little sparse, and the t-shirts were gender oriented – cause apparently girls wear pink and boys wear green – and the on the course volunteers were not the most enthusiastic BUT there were enough water stops on the 5k and it was a pretty good day.

It was HOT. Especially for Vancouver in June. It was 86 F (30 C) for most of the race. I started the race with my coworker Sydney and she took off around the .5km mark. At the end, we met up with two of our other coworkers who had just finished the half marathon in the same brutal heat. We look pretty happy, but that’s probably because someone just fed us bananas.

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I’m on the right. The only one wearing cool shoes.

So this race was important for a few reasons… why? Let me share those with you.

1. The first race where I set three mini goals instead of one big one.

My overall goal was to finish in <45 minutes. My fastest 5k is just around 30 minutes, but its been a LONG time and a few injuries. My “I would be happy if” goal was <40 minutes, and my “I wouldn’t believe it” goal was <35. I finished at 39:12. This is a victory!

2. The first race where I came in the top 100 of my age group.

For the first time, I came in the top 100 of my age group in a race. I’m in an older age group now, the 25 – 29’s, than when I was first racing, but apparently you get faster as you get older. Don’t quote me on that, I have no scientific evidence, but somebody told me that you peak in your early 30’s. I came 92/190 in this race, and that made me a happy camper.

3. I got to the start line and crossed the finish line.

I love to not race. Well, not “love” to, but sometimes when I haven’t trained and I feel crappy, I won’t make it out. I ran maybe two 5kms earlier this month which is bad because I’m training for a half marathon in August (supposed to be)… but I got out there and ran it and it felt GOOD.

4. Medals and races remind me why I run

I love the race environment and I too easily forget that. Crossing this finish line was a great experience, and I’m so happy to have raced this one with my coworkers!

5. I ran for others#Eliminatethewait

I dedicated my race to the Women Against Violence Against Women’s Rape Crisis Centre in Vancouver. I ran in support of eliminating the wait – because I believe that no woman should have to wait for counseling after a sexual assault. When I put a goal like that on a race, finishing it matters, no matter what the time.

Here’s to my next races this summer. August 15th is the Seawheeze Half Marathon (my first!), and then I’m aiming for the Eastside 10k on September 19th, and more than likely the Rock N’ Roll Half Marathon October 24th. I’ll add three more medals to my collection by the end of the summer, and hopefully see some health improvements along the way. Cause man does running feel good!



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Create A Life…

My birthday was last Wednesday. I like birthdays. They feel big, like change. This one not as much as some of the others, but it feels different all the same – as a starting point.

The next year will be wonderful… planning a wedding, my first career job, lots of lovely things planned indeed. Last year, I had a marvellous birthday out with a friend, and I remember feeling like I truly loved myself and my life. I wasn’t dissatisfied with anything in that moment.

This year, it repeated itself. It is one thing to feel truly satisfied and happy during one birthday, but to have it repeat is even more wonderful. This is a phrase I hope to continue living by this coming year, as things continue to grow and change and move.


Yes, last year there was plenty going on. Second year of school, I spoke at my first fitness conference, and got engaged! It was a very, very good year.

Here is to many more.

(Also.. sidebar: Downton Abbey!? Anybody!? I’m not finished, so no spoilers, but there goes multiple hours of my life….)

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