The Rock&Roll race was so much fun! 20,000 runners, rock bands at every mile, high-school cheerleading squads pushing us on, and a route that took us through so many great city neighborhoods.
I did it! And I did it without dying, and more importantly, without stopping to walk. Or pooping my pants, which is more than I can say for one girl.
We finished in the time I was hoping for, down to the exact minute: 2:30. And now my knees hate me. But it's OK, I won't put them through this kind of torture again, at least until next year.
As for Eric? He says this is his last race, but we all know that April Fool's Day is right around the corner.
No comments:
Post a Comment