The finshers medal - pretty!
I thought that sign was cute.
At the reservoir before the start. I got to watch the sunrise here, and it was beautiful.
It was a hard race. It was almost 100% on dirt roads - which is a large part of why I registered for it back in January. I thought that sounded nice and soft on your feet. The roads were all rutted and washboarded and tiring to navigate. At mile four, I realized I was bored. I was all by myself on the course. Everyone was either ahead or behind me. There were no spectators. It was all out on country roads - at first it was pretty, but it got old. My shoes quickly filled with dirt and stones, and I didn't want to stop and take them off.
According to my garmin, it was 13.45 miles long too. That would be .35 too long. My garmin has never given me incorrect milage.
But the medal is pretty, it was a day out in the sunshine, the weather was perfect, and I never have to do it again!
I'm really tired, so this isn't much of a post. But I wanted to give you all an update.
By the grace of God, I get to do things like this today. Sobriety is good.