Firefighter Memorial 10k

Crap, how the HELL did I get talked into a 10k? That’s 6.2 miles incase you didn’t know. That’s 2.2 miles further than I had ever run. This is NOT going to be pretty! Kelly and I had a REALLY tough time acutally getting out of our pajmamas since it was kinda chilly that day. We had to run with our shirts tied around our waists since they had no bag check and the car was pretty far away.
Race started and I was feeling really good, until mile 2 when my hip started killing me. I was running way too fast for my own pace and having fallen the week before at Renegade I don’t think I was quite healed. I spend the next 2 miles contemplating quitting. I was done. Had it not been for Kelly running right next to me I would have quit. She truly kept my legs moving. I was feeling okay around mile 5 and we were running pretty slow. We had our own EMT escort too!

So the end of the race you turn back down the street you started on so I knew we were close, but all I kept telling Kelly was I couldn’t do it. At that point she was telling me to keep looking forward and just keep moving my legs. I was never more happy to cross a finish line in my entire life. I feel accomplished but I also felt so much pain and wanted to sit (apparently that is the WORST thing to do) so we stretched out had some water and an orange. After seeeing we didn’t win a medal, I mean come on no medal for last place? We headed out to brunch. I use the term brunch losely since it was just really just a lot of drinking and in my case falling. But hell I just ran 6.2 miles I think it was well deserved! So I have now completed ½ of a ½ marathon!