First off, I was not prepared to run this AT ALL. But on a positive note, I did much better than I had expected and only walk a few times for short periods of time. I was like Seabiscuit out of the gates, which is kind of my strategy anyway because I know am going to peter out at the end of the race, because I definitely did not have the miles on my legs to run strong throughout the whole race. Nick told me to slow down after mile two, but I had to inform that I needed to make up time at the end. We lost eachother at about mile 3 or 4 because he had to stop and use the facilities, but I told him he could catch up. It was a good run all the way up until mile 9, after that is was pretty brutal. And then with .7 miles left in the race I get a tap on my shoulder from my brother. Which thank goodness he was there to push me toward the end because I fully prepared to walk across the finish line in front of hundreds of people without feeling one ounce of embarrassment (I was to that point!). I was so happy to finish with him, but also happy to do nothing the rest of the day. My body was hurting!!
That afternoon Nick and I took naps (you have to get on the bus at 5am to even get to race, so it had already been a long day) and Josh played with the kiddos. That evening we treated ourselves to Jethros and a giant Beer. I was so happy I did it again and I am looking forward to the Half Marathon in October!
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