I ran a 5K today. I got my rear in gear. Second gear, maybe. It was windy, rainy and cold. It was 46 degrees and I was not suitably dressed because I didn't pack more than a t-shirt and shorts. I did not warm up more than 2 minutes. My performance was lackluster. But the weird thing is that I only got passed by 2 people. One of them was an old friend's husband (she's not old; I've just known her a long time) in the last 1/2 mile of the race. I went with him for 2 minutes, then looked down at my watch and saw that I was expending way more energy than I felt like expending (we were at a 7:00 pace) and decided that he wanted it way more than I did. I finished maybe 15 seconds behind him. But somehow I still managed to win my age division. That's questionable, but I guess I'll take it.
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