I am a long distance girlie for life. 10 milers and up are my jam. Shorter distances are just not it for me. I like the slow burn of a marathon instead of, say, the all out pain of a 5K when you just feel like your lungs are on fire for 3.1 miles.
So why on earth did I sign up for the Mt. Airy Mile?
I guess I am a glutton for punishment. But for real, I was honestly curious about how fast I could race a mile.
I’ve only run one official mile race before, the Market Street Mile in Frederick, in 2019. I ran a 6:11 then. During COVID, I ran an unofficial mile around my neighborhood in 5:56, which was my first ever sub-6. And then during the Bay Bridge 10K in 2021, I somehow pulled out a 5:54 mile (though it was downhill, to be fair.) I felt like I had the fitness to break 6 minutes– it was just a matter of how much I was willing to make myself hurt.
All that being said, I’ve never been so nervous on a start line before. I was literally shaking and my heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest. Compare that to the start of a marathon, when I usually show up feeling like I am ready to party.
The Mt. Airy Mile takes you through historic downtown Mt. Airy, about an hour or so away from where I live. The race was scheduled to start at 9, so I got there early with plenty of time to warm up on the course. During my warm up, I noticed the first half of the race was all uphill. Yuck! But the second half was downhill! Yay! I thought that made for a fun, but fair, course.
The actual race was a blur. The race announcer blew the horn and we were off and I just went balls to the wall off the line. I was not looking at my watch, but I was feeling the burn within the first tenth of a mile. I was the first female for probably three tenths of a mile and then the woman who ended up finishing first passed me. Spoiler alert, I never caught up to her. I basically just concentrated on running as fast and as hard as I could and once we got to the top of the hill at the midway point, I knew it was all downhill from there and I just needed to hold on for hopefully only another 3 minutes? I could do anything for 3 minutes!
So I continued running like a bat out of hell down the hill and before I knew it, I could see the timing clock at the end. It said 5:49 and I knew I was going to have to HUSTLE to squeak in under 6. There was a tiny, tiny little incline at the end, then a left turn and the finish line. I stopped my watch and it read 5:58!! I guess I stopped my watch a second too early, because my official time was 5:59. Sub-6 by the skin of my teeth!
Afterwards, I chatted with some other runners, including the winning female who ran a blazing fast 5:40 (and she was also a masters runner!) And I grabbed a complimentary beer from Liquidity Aleworks, which was right at the finish line. Let’s be honest, that’s probably the real reason I wanted to race this mile. All races should end at a brewery!

I ended up finishing second female and winning a gift card to a running store in Westminster, Maryland called Run Moore.
Am I eager to race another mile again? Eh, probably not anytime soon, but I am glad I ran this! The race also took place two days before the official start of my Ocean City Marathon training, so that was perfect timing, too.
Have you ever run a mile race? Which would you rather race – a mile or a marathon?

