I ran my first 5K (check that one off my New Year's Resolution). My goal was to just finish it. Imagine my surprise when I ran 10 minute miles!! I am so proud of myself. I had a blast too and am looking forward to the next one. I could have been sad that nobody was at the finish line to meet me (see above paragraph.......it's a lot of people to get to one spot especially with everyone walking) but I wasn't. I conquered a huge fear and had so much fun (and felt great) doing it.
Gwen ran in a race too. They had a kid's fun run. It didn't go so well for her. The first mistake was that they put the small kids in the front. You guessed it, Gwen got trampled. I felt so bad for her. I look up and she is nowhere to be seen. I freak out and then see her running with a lady. I run after her screaming her name (I did not put down my beer........probably mistake #2). I catch up to them and grab Gwen from the lady (who was trying to help). We start running together and this other mother said that her daughter finished in last place last year. I thought to myself "hell no is my daughter going to be last" so we started running. Gwen finished and got chocolate coins and lemonade at the finish.
The day was filled with sun and beer. I did take a 2.5 hour nap and went to bed at 8:30 pm. I can't drink like I used to. I'll just blame it on the fact that I ran a race and that made me tired.
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