Well, I did it!!! I'm very happy with myself. I ran the race, PR'ed, and miracle of miracles, placed for my age divison. I know I'm not a FBR, but I'm pretty happy with myself.
Here's the scope (complete with pictures!):
Brandon, Melanie and I met up with my mom and her boyfriend before the race. We registered, stretched, did some walking around to check out some of the FBI exhibits (way cool, by the way). I was feeling alright. I was a little sore, but nothing really to write home about. Here we are pre-race. Notice that Brandon dressed Melanie for the occasion. She is wearing a jogging outfit and "running shoes".
This is me and my mom (who was so kind to come and support us) and Yes, Burt, I am taller than someone! :o)
So the idea was to outrun some of the FBI agents. They got a 30 second lead (which I thought was a little cheap). If you passed one, you were suppose to tap them on the shoulder and they were to give you a sticker to put on your racing number. Out of the 6 of them, Brandon passed 4 (pushing Melanie!) I did not pass any of them. I came really close, but then we had to run through some extremely tall grass... and it definitely slowed me down. I did come really close though, so I'm pretty happy about that. And the guy looked like Michael Clark Duncan. O-well. Close is really only good in horse shoes and hand grenades, right? I was pretty happy that I passed people and never saw them again. That felt good.
Here is Brandon passing an FBI agent:
After I hit the grass, I was feeling the pain. I kept on. I tell you, one thing that helped me out was I have an ipod, and paid 30 bucks last week for the nike+ chip to put on my foot. I pushed a button on my Ipod, and it told me my distance, my time, and my current pace, in my ear. I didn't have to read. So after I passed the grass, I pushed the button, and it said 2.3 miles, time 18:12 sec, current pace, 8:52. I was so excited, I think it kept me going. Then I hit this freaking HILL in the GRASS. I decided that the hill was not going to defeat me, so I ran up and it back down. THAT'S when the pain really hit in. I had .5 miles to go, and I wasn't going to give up... so I just kept trucking along. I finish in 26:46 (I think, because they didn't give us our results and that is a few seconds behind the last number I remember seeing). I'll re-report when I get the results. Okay, results are in and they say I did it in 26:57. I don't think that's 100% correct because I know that it didn't take me 10 seconds to past that finish line from where I was looking at the clock, but o-well. I still PR'ed and still medaled, right?
Anyhow, I stayed around for the awards ceremony because Brandon was suppost to get something for passing the FBI agents. Low and behold, some how... I placed 2nd in my age divison. I don't know the 1st place girls time, but I'm dying to see what it was. Anyhow, I was surprised, and pretty close to tears. It was definitely an exciting moment for me. Here is me and Melanie with our medal.
Okay, now here is the fun facts that I now can get (thanks to my nike+). My first mile was a 7:41" mile :o) Yep... I did that!!! (I don't know how, and I definitely can't do it now!) Here's to a speedy recovery so I can hit the pavement again!
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