I got 3rd overall (womens) in the 4 mile and felt really proud of my effort.
|Running buddies- (I'm number 18-note how the black capris make my white legs even whiter)|
It was a gorgeous day and even though some of the hills made me feel like my heart was in my throat, there was a nice downhill coast for the last mile that gave me that coveted runner's high/on top of the world feeling.
At the finish line, I overheard one woman (who I passed at about mile 1) talking about how her "34 year old ankles just can't do this stuff anymore." Um...I'm 33? Heh. So I've got a year? *wink*
The post run spread was awesome, too- watermelon, apples, bananas, cookies, crackers, cheese, coffee, sportsdrink...I think I probably put back in whatever calories I burned.
I got a kickass huge medal and was cheered on by the cutest bystander ever:
It was a good day, except for the fact that I missed getting to see a friend in Colorado Springs because of the race. Sorry, L!
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On an unrelated note, my husband shaved his beard off this weekend. It's the second time I've seen his chin in the 17 years I've known him. I kinda feel like I'm cheating on him with a stranger. He looks that different. But he also looks about 10 years younger and pretty effin' cute.