Saturday, September 3, 2011
Nggghhh
I actually have nothing to complain about, except high altitude really is harder. In the 5k I beat an 8 year old who was very upset to be passed by several old ladies, but he had to stop to tie his shoes. I also beat a family except the teenage son, who made the break before I did to leave mom and sis in the dust. Unsure of the time, could be respectable for all that training, or not. Will have to see.
Correction: I got third in my age group, female. Yay races with small pools of non-marathon, half, and 10k more seeerious runners... Ya gotta pick right. Based on the times, the 5k route, which felt slightly uphill for a good bit, does not confer the advantage the downhill bits for the full and half marathons do... Yay. Wish I had broken 30:00 tho. It seems so slow a time for how much work it was.
The barefoot marathoner made it to the end in one piece, so it was a good day. No broken bones, only a slightly enlarged Baker's cyst.
Cough, cough. Time to nap.
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