Time: 2:10, or 2:15. I don’t remember. I also didn’t train.
There’s nothing quite as awesome as a runners high, and with the runners high comes the desire to run more.
This desire to run more is usually what causes The Cowboy and I to sign up for the next one, two or three races.
About 3 weeks out from the race we start to wonder if we’re crazy.
Did we train enough?
Can we actually do this?
I don’t want to die……
And then, on race day, things seem to come together.
I may not have been that fast on Saturday – I added 17 minutes to the race time from Thanksgiving, but I knew I didn’t train that much and I didn’t want to feel like death at the end. So I took it easy. And I really enjoyed myself.
I promised Kassie and Rusti race pictures, but I was enjoying myself so much that I only remember to take two pictures.
Luckily I had a running buddy cheering us on and snapping pictures.
It may be out of focus, but it certainly captures the moment at the 15km mark. I was feeling good. I was enjoying myself. I was in the groove.
I can’t say I felt that good when I crossed the finish line 6.1km later, but I sure was glad that I signed up for the race.
Next up?
3 half-marathons between April 17 and May 29.
Yes, I realize that’s a bit crazy, but it sure will be awesome!
