Last Saturday I got up at 6:15am (crazy, I know) to go help out as a volunteer for a local St. Patrick's Day run a friend of mine puts on. It was a chilly couple of hours as I helped to input timing chip data in to the computer for those who registered the day of the race. By the end my knees were very nearly frozen and obviously so was my brain as I decided at the last minute to jump in and run the race as well.
I've never run a 5K race before and wasn't planning for this to be my first but the opportunity presented itself and well, you're only young(ish) once. Thankfully I have been running on my own and have successfully run that distance in my training but it was a whole new world to do it with 800 other people. I ran with my friend Lacey and it was a good partnership (I think) because we seemed to have the same pace (I think - she might have slowed down for me) and having her there helped me to not walk up the last hill which made me very happy. (who puts a hill at the end of a race?????)
As a result I readily admit the feeling was awesome and I am officially bitten by the bug and am contemplating what other races I can register for in our area. My only regret was that I wasn't wearing my VFF's but I can do that next time.
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