This was the first race I ran last year. My friend Renee got me through it– an unknown course, with WAY more hills than I expected– and I finished feeling like an old lady.
This year, the course was eight laps around a city park. Seriously? I felt like I was in the Olympics… except I was wearing way more clothes and there was flame and no crowd. Sam decided not to bring the kids, so I have only one photo from before the race, and one after. Obviously, this was after.
I was happy with my time in this race– having learned from my 10K not to stop to pee or get water every ten feet. I still don’t love the racing atmosphere, whether there are 70 runners (Saturday) or 50,000 (last May). But registering for a race helps me train, and training keeps me healthy and sane. So I’ll probably keep doing races here and there.
The coolest part of this race was the cause: it raised money for Partners and Free Burma Rangers, the two organizations I’ll be serving next month. And the race was followed by a gathering of Burmese refugees here in Denver… very cool.
Do you have a race coming up? What’s the coolest cause you’ve run for?