That 5K was NOTHIN!

I have to edit because I totally meant to add this comment from the 5K Prep entry last week. I love them all of course, but this one from Mad's Mom was quite impressive.  I should have it framed:

Well since you went all Irish on me: May the road rise up to meet you, but only your feet and not your face. May the wind be always at your back, pushing your slow ass across the finish line. May sun shine warm upon your face and on your race day. May rain fall freaking hard on your competitors and May God hand you gold at the finish line. [Wind was everywhere - at my back and front and sides - but I did get gold at the end! Sweet!]


2 most important things to keep in mind: Chaffing and Support. [Barely there underwear - no chaffing! Support easy these days]

Okay, 3: THERE IS BEER AT THE END OF THIS RACE! [and it was Gooooooood!]

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I did it. The 5k yesterday was no problem. I say that as I hurt today. Like sore all over hurt. But meh - it's only 3.2 miles. Also? It was like 40 degrees and raining. Sideways. I was soaking wet before we even started running.

But I did it. Even after my running partner (the bitch who signed me up in the first place) asked if I wanted to just go to the bar instead of run in the rain.

Are you kidding me? You make me fret this for 2 months and then want to back out on the DAY of the road race?

Nuh Uh. I'm doing it, and so are you. So we did. And I only had to walk once. 

I'm even considering doing one in April, crossing fingers that the weather will be decent and my kids can come and watch.  It's the day before the Boston Marathon - and no, I will Never EVER run a full marathon. I do not get the 'runners high' that people speak of. Running outside sucks. But I'd like to do another 5k to try to better my time.

Which I think was just under 40 minutes. Or just over. Either way - I finished.

So yay me.

Some pictures...
Driving there. Such a pretty day in New England.  Also - the reason for my outfit choice, which was NOT fun at all. Long pants. Rain gear. Hat. Basically miserable.

Proof that I registered [a.k.a. ticket into the bar]

Start!

A few things to note upon my crossing the finish line...I wanted to lay down and kiss the ground, but they wouldn't let me because there were people behind me. See that?? Behind me! Sweet! Also. I'm soaked to the core. Shoes. Socks. Underwear. Not a fun situation people. 

The medal - a bottle opener. Of course.

And me in the bar afterward.  Sorry - have to protect the innocent and put the shades on. Note my shamrock stickers. I ran w/ them on. And they stayed on! And the light up beads. Yep, those made it the whole way w/ me, too.  I'm biting the medal/bottle opener thingy. And this was the best Guinness I've ever had.

Oh - and - if you'll notice that is a dry hat - and basically entirely new outfit. My friend and I changed before going to the bar. In the parking garage. Let me just say that if the place has cameras, they got a shot of me buck naked standing on soaking wet clothes while we tried to slither into the dry ones. I'm classy people.

Got to leave w/ this picture. My kids made these and when I got home they screamed "So pwoud of you Momma!"

Melt my big fat heart.