Thursday was one of my most favorite days of the year - the birth of
America. Land of the free! For the 2nd year in a row I registered
for the Music City 4th of July 10k / 5k race. This year I felt more than
ready to run the 10k (Quick history: Last year 1 mile into the 100+ degree race
in the beating sun I looked at my Running Buddy and said, "Enjoy the race,
I'm done @ the 5k marker"....quitter...)
As we got closer & closer to Thursday and the weather report just
kept getting worse, and worse and worse, I had all but decided to just go out
for the 5k. A quick, rainy 5k to get my day jump-started!
I woke up, slowly dragged myself out of bed and got dressed in my most
rain-appropriate gear. Texted back & forth with my friend who was
picking me up for the race deciding what to do and ultimately (given the fact
we were UP & DRESSED) decided to head to downtown Nashville to the start
line.
This feels like it's going well, right? We're literally driving to the
race. Well....we then turned around & went home. Y'all, it was
POURING. Bucketsss. People walking to the start line were wearing
trash bag ponchos and SHIVERING in the cold. Ultimately it was probably
the right thing to do & I ended up getting my miles in on a dry treadmill.
Not the camaraderie I was looking for, but still a success.
Go America!
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| Dressed & Ready to go. Deciding what to do.... |
