Today I ran my first race. (I thought long and hard about writing first). It was a 5K. My only goal was to run the whole thing, and seeing as in the last 3 weeks I've only ran 2 miles straight, it was a pretty big goal. And I did it! Hooray!! And yes, I feel like a superstar. Oh, and let me clarify, when I say "run" I mean a nice slow jog.
So here's to the gold sedan at mile 1.5 that scared the crap out of me, I know you tried but you didn't slow me down.
And when I reached mile marker 2 and I thought it would say 3, oh please, I thought "oh goody, I still have another mile to run!"
Here's to you man that I think won in tiny red bootie shorts, although I threw up a little in my mouth when I saw your outfit, you made running look so easy.
And to my friend Kari who at the finish line cheered WOOHOO and raised her arms high in the sky, of which I quickly repeated...I think a photo from the school photographer was taken. And if that's so, and if that photo shows up anywhere, our friendship is in jeopardy. (Thanks for cheering me on :)
Here's to my shoelace that came undone within the first 3 minutes, thanks for testing me. If you try it again, I'm getting new shoes.
And to the old man with a beard who I am pretty sure had no official role at all, but merely a random citizen, who escorted everyone to the waters and told us to take as many as we wanted, thanks for the laugh.
And finally, to my two boys who assisted greatly in helping me achieve my current figure, you're so lucky that you are so adorable.
