At the risk of being repetitive...

...OUCH. Still.

When will it not hurt to stand, sit, walk, flush (I have a public restroom phobia and must flush with a foot)??

OUCH!

The Half Mary From Hell

I ran the entire thing - all 13.1 miles. That was goal no. 1.

I bested the two gals I trained with by 20 minutes. That was goal no. 2.

I did not, however, reach goal no. 3, which was to finish in under 2 hours. My time was 2:05. Five lousy minutes. FIVE! Those 5 lousy minutes were all lost in mile 11 when I was forced to run up the Atlanta hills from hell.

But I did it. And it hurt. And it still hurts. Thank god for ibuprofen...

I'm Not A Loser

Today's 5K promsed to be a shitty race: it was a hilly course and it was less than 50 degrees and fairly windy. AND I was representing my employers.

And yet I won 3rd place in my age group. Cute plaque and a not-so cute picture of me holding it backwards.

And just like that, this will go down as a good day.