Some days are better than others and usually I can pull myself together for a race. This was not one of those events. I lost all momentum, I am not sure if was the heat or the microwave burrito I had eaten early or that I found the need to organize my whole apartment that day, but once 4pm rolled around, running was the last thing I wanted to do. So there was some walking.
There was wine and chocolate at the finish line!!
|Oh how unflattering race photos are.|