There were tons of women running this race. One chick broadsided me in the beginning and about took me down. Then, later in the race I was trailing this girl and she came to a dead stop right in front of me. I about plowed her. Then there was this poor little girl crying in the middle of the race. Sheesh!
Here's me after the race. I know, my face wasn't even red. Check out my wristband. That was for wiping my nose. Mike was my awesome supporter. He met me at the 1.5 mile mark and whistled.
Then at the end, you should have seen me sprinting to the finish line. I didn't know I had it in me but I put on my "Hearts on Fire" song, thought of Rocky training to whip up on the Russian, and I simply ran my guts out. I was passing girls left and right. I looked to my right and Mike was sprinting with me just outside the ribbons. He's my hero. And right before the end, I was indeed able to do my dance and I cracked the whole crowd up. Unfortunately, Mike did not have the camera. We'll have it next time for sure. Overall, it was a blast! It made me want to run more. And next time actually TRAIN so I can get a better time.



