|Many thanks to Will (Lindsey's BF) for being there after I finished to hang out.|
This race was, by far, my favorite even with all the dang HILLS. For the first time, I had the opportunity to train AND run this race with friends. It makes such a huge difference. I ran with two friends who were running the full marathon and who had to stop to pee a couple of times. I didn't come close to a PR but I don't even care. Not even .1%. I ran into (no pun intended) calf cramps around mile 10, which slowed me down. My next race is at the beach, so I'll try for a PR next time. Maybe.
|Lindsey, Molly, and me. Smiling. While RUNNING!|
Aside from friends making this race awesome, a few other things stood out:
- A church group handing out Twizzlers around mile 5
- Mile 9-ish, a woman with a box of tissues for those in need (temps were in the mid-40s so snot was flowing)
- Amazing police and volunteer involvement
- Firefighters at two fire houses outside cheering
- A pastor spectating outside of his church, fully robed
- As finishers were approaching the finish line, their names were called over the speakers.
|You can't not fist pump at the sound of your name at this moment.|
Also, after crossing the finish, the volunteer handing out medals shook my hand, congratulated me, and put the medal around my neck. That dude deserved a medal!
|Well-placed photographer: WIN|
This whole weekend was one that I won't soon forget. I think sometimes running to finish and not worrying about your time, but just on having fun, is important. I know people who disagree and that's just fine.