We did it. Running buddy Tanya (far right) and I ran the half marathon, and our inspirational, cancer-surviving buddy Barb (middle) and her husband (the giant guy) walked the half marathon. It was the hilliest race I've ever run, and it was pouring rain from mile six on. This was the least scenic race I believe I've ever done, and I nearly got clipped by a city bus who really should not have been allowed to sneak up behind runners who were assuming that things like traffic were being dealt with. It hurt because of the hills and the chilly soaking wetness of shoes and socks and clothes and skin. But it is Monday now, and the knee and quad pain is fading, and we are talking about doing another one. That's the thing with running--it gets in your blood and you forget what to do with yourself if you aren't running. And races are big fun. Except for the hurting part. We are going to run a more scenic one next time. One where they keep buses from running over you and important things like that.
We did it. Running buddy Tanya (far right) and I ran the half marathon, and our inspirational, cancer-surviving buddy Barb (middle) and her husband (the giant guy) walked the half marathon. It was the hilliest race I've ever run, and it was pouring rain from mile six on. This was the least scenic race I believe I've ever done, and I nearly got clipped by a city bus who really should not have been allowed to sneak up behind runners who were assuming that things like traffic were being dealt with. It hurt because of the hills and the chilly soaking wetness of shoes and socks and clothes and skin. But it is Monday now, and the knee and quad pain is fading, and we are talking about doing another one. That's the thing with running--it gets in your blood and you forget what to do with yourself if you aren't running. And races are big fun. Except for the hurting part. We are going to run a more scenic one next time. One where they keep buses from running over you and important things like that.
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