Yesterday I ran my first official 10K. I'm not a runner. I hate it. I only ran because my Blueberry was running his first half and I didn't want to sit at the finish line waiting for a few hours. I figured that running the 10K would kill some time.
I ran too fast on the first 2 miles. I tried to slow my pace and failed. By the time I got to mile four, I was spent. I ended up walking much of the last two miles.
I had a painful side-stitch as I was walking around the bend towards the finish line. And then I heard it, "Eye of the Tiger." I let out the biggest, most pathetic sigh I have ever exhaled, and started running again. I am simply not allowed to walk to the finish line with that song playing. Stupid motivational music.
My pals Melissa and Dave hooked me up with a ghetto magnet. It originally said 26.2 (marathon), but I only ran 6.2(10K.) The white-out isn't visible in the pic, but it's AWESOME in person. I've very proud of it.
The moral of the story is; running is the pits, but sometimes you get cool stuff if you do it.
I almost forgot, CONGRATS, BLUEBERRY!! You killed it! <3
2 comments:
I think it killed me too.
Great job! Now, you have to beat your time!
You both did an awesome job!
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