No, go on, guess?
I entered, ran AND finished my very first 5K race!
I, who have not run willingly unless the police, hockey players, rabid dogs or zombies were involved, did this willingly.
LOOK! Photographic evidence!
And, for all you doubters out there, proof that I finished
Yeah, I know it's not the fastest time out there, I believe I finished something like 82nd in my age group (45-49) but dammit, I FINISHED!
My time would have been much better if either of these men* were running
They can run but they can't hide.
I have to give huge thanks to the following people:
My seester, Bippy (in blue), who "sponsored" me, meaning, she paid for my entry fee which meant there was no way I could flake out because she would kick my ass.
My friend Miss Lisa (in DayGlo Green) who kept me motivated and encouraged throughout because people, I had never run for more than a few minutes at a time since high school.
And kudos to my brother-in-law, Garen, for finishing his first 10K.
That's Garen in the white tank, with Lisa's husband John (who finished WAAAAAY before Garen), offering encouragement toward the finish line. Pay no attention to the little kid finishing ahead of Garen.
We all had a great time, the weather was perfect (overcast, cool and gloomy) and when I got home, still feeling that Runner's High, Gracie Lou was waiting for me to take her on HER morning walk.
And guess who's moving just a wee bit slow this morning? That would be me. You can call me Uncle Joe, who's a-movin' kind of slow at the Junction.
*Of COURSE I would find a way to include hot hockey players in a post about running. Because I'm Me. And I love hockey. And hockey players. Okay, I'm done.