Steven and I ran the Highland Park Strong 5K on Sunday!

Getting back to racing wasn’t a goal of mine this year – I just wanted to get back to running – but when Steven told me he and a friend were talking about doing a race together, I was hoping I would be invited! And I was! (Aww.)

They picked this race because it’s on a Sunday, the day Steven’s friend has off work. His friend went all in and was going to do the half marathon, but then he got injured, so he didn’t end up racing at all. I hope he’s healing and back to running soon.

We were already signed up for the 5K and dedicated to completing it, so we went ahead with training, and really enjoyed running together again. Steven and I ran our first ever 5K (2007)* and half marathon (2008) together, but Steven mostly stopped running in 2009. I was glad to have him back!

I mentioned we picked this race because it was on a Sunday, but I’m glad it ended up being this one. This race used to be called the North Shore (Classic?) race, but they rebranded it this year as Highland Park Strong – to honor the community and victims of the 2022 Fourth of July shooting. At the beginning they said it was the 45th year of the race, and that $5 million (I’m not sure if that’s in total since last July or from this race alone) was raised for the victims (and their families) of the shooting. It was very impactful to hear that, and I was glad I was wearing sunglasses when the brass band played the national anthem, because I was a bit teary about it all.

But let’s rewind a bit…

I was happy we were doing this race but a little frustrated it was so far away and started at 7:00 am. We had an early wakeup call on Sunday to get there. And being me, we got there early – around 6:10, but got a great parking spot before it got hectic, and had time to walk to warm up and relax a bit (and realize I didn’t bring a rock of my own to hide but remembering I had one of Caitlin’s in the car and going back and grabbing that one to hide – thanks Caitlin!). So it all worked out well.

It had been on the warm side this week – days getting into the 80s, and I was wondering if we’d have a swampy race, but some cool air came in the night before and it was pleasant – in the low 60s!

Our one goal for the race was to run the entire thing, including this nasty hill we suspected would be in it. And we were successful – we did exactly that! We ran the 5K in 36:05, and I thought we would negative split it until we got to the third mile and went down and up that monster hill.

The course starts downtown and becomes all residential. I forget how hard it is to start a race with a lot of people and bumped into Steven a few times at the beginning but then it thinned out. We both commented on how our bodies were like “what are you doing?” at the beginning, then they got used to it.

The neighborhood we ran through is gorgeous and I enjoyed seeing all the fancy houses. We ended up running around someone playing Taylor Swift out loud on their phone for most of the race so that was fun – I liked hearing the music and thanked her for bringing the party. (Steven said to me “Does anyone know who Taylor Swift is?” and I laughed so hard.)

We ran down that huge hill and saw the lake for a few seconds then went back up the other side. I said to Steven “I don’t need to run down that hill just to see the lake, I live here – I can see the lake whenever!” and another runner laughed. Ha.

I was excited there were free race photos and hoped I’d get one of us running on the course together, but saw the photogs too late on the course, and only got finish line photos (which I still appreciate!).

When we finished the race they gave us a medal and had water, Gatorade, bananas, and coconut covered dates (I am excited to try those!).

One of our fave places, Deerfields Bakery (they made our wedding cake!), was a sponsor (as was one of Steven’s fave cookie places – Matt’s Cookies) and I was super pumped for Steven that they had donuts (and those cookies) in the post race picnic area.

After we got those, we walked back to the car.

We decided to go to The Chunky Scone, a vegan bakery in town where Steven has one of the Fake Meats jerky racks. I got a peach scone that had just come out of the oven and was delicious. I was feeling a bit jealous of Steven’s donut and was excited I could get something too.

And the great thing about the race being so early is we were back home by 9:00 with the whole day ahead of us!

Oh, and random, I like the shirt design, but accidentally ordered a women’s L. Ha. I wonder if it will ever fit. I can get it on, but it’s skin tight. Oops. What was I thinking? Women’s sizing is so odd.

*It’s funny to me what a big stinking deal I made out of our first 5K. Like, my parents came from Iowa to spectate (which I appreciate so much!). We had a big spaghetti dinner the night before. Now it’s like, whatever, it’s a 5K, and I could run it on an empty stomach if I want. Ha.Β