The last Grand Prix race of the 2015 season ~ it's been a long season, but it's certainly been a fun one. ~ Run, Santa, Run took place on a 60 degree Sunday morning. So amazing to wear a skirt and short sleeves & be WARM at the start on the 13th of December. Mike & I arrived at our usual early time & got a good parking spot. Sure does take the stress out to get there just a little bit earlier than necessary. It gives us time to use the pots, talk to peeps, get our bearings & get in a warm up.
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| Summer wear in DECEMBER! |
This picture cracks me up! You can see me and Mike in the crowd looking very serious.
I had told Leslie that I was going to put myself on her hip for this race. We both wore our skirts & pink tops (I struggled with the definition of pink) and we started side by side. About .2 in, we were both working too hard to talk, But I stuck by her until the end. I enjoyed to course. It was a loop that included a little up and down two side streets. Once we made the turn back onto The 20, I could see Dairy Queen in the distance, and knew there was a finish line around there, but I couldn't see the big blue arch for the bend in the road. Finally I rounded the bend & there was the arch. Leslie has a kick that I just don't have. She beat me by a few seconds...and puked. Didn't PR, but it sure felt like an all out effort. I was so focused {read, working too hard to notice anything else} I didn't notice Mike zip by us. HE beat us while stopping to TIE HIS SHOE {you'd think he'd learn to tie 'em tight} and Run Jump for Brenda's camera! I did not run jump...wish I would have, it may have given me just the push I needed to enjoy the race a little more.
This is also the first race in a while that I didn't place in. Fourth for my age group while running 23:17. huh. Such a kick in the pants to not be a place winner. I know that sounds so cocky and non-humble...but I'm "not gonna lie" {side note: I totally hate that phrase...I typed it tongue-in-cheek, so please read it that way}
So the lesson for me is I won't always win. AND that's why you run jump when the opportunity presents itself. joy & running They should go together & they didn't really for me today.
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| Me & Brenda |
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| John's snacks vs mine & Mike's face! |
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| NERC runners |
The last Grand Prix race of the 2015 season ~ it's been a long season, but it's certainly been a fun one. ~ Run, Santa, Run took place on a 60 degree Sunday morning. So amazing to wear a skirt and short sleeves & be WARM at the start on the 13th of December. Mike & I arrived at our usual early time & got a good parking spot. Sure does take the stress out to get there just a little bit earlier than necessary. It gives us time to use the pots, talk to peeps, get our bearings & get in a warm up. 
I had told Leslie that I was going to put myself on her hip for this race. We both wore our skirts & pink tops (I struggled with the definition of pink) and we started side by side. About .2 in, we were both working too hard to talk, But I stuck by her until the end. I enjoyed to course. It was a loop that included a little up and down two side streets. Once we made the turn back onto The 20, I could see Dairy Queen in the distance, and knew there was a finish line around there, but I couldn't see the big blue arch for the bend in the road. Finally I rounded the bend & there was the arch. Leslie has a kick that I just don't have. She beat me by a few seconds...and puked. Didn't PR, but it sure felt like an all out effort. I was so focused {read, working too hard to notice anything else} I didn't notice Mike zip by us. HE beat us while stopping to TIE HIS SHOE {you'd think he'd learn to tie 'em tight} and Run Jump for Brenda's camera! I did not run jump...wish I would have, it may have given me just the push I needed to enjoy the race a little more.
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