Time to start racing again!
I can't even begin to express how excited I am that Spring racing is here, despite the fact that it's still winter. No complaints on my end, I have running friends who are having races snowed out at this point. Others who are snowshoe racing because they have so much snow.
Today, in mid February, I got to race in shorts.
Unreal!
It was a little windier than I would have chosen, but with as warm as it was (nearly 40!), the wind was doable for sure.
I talked Aaron into doing this race last week. What a good sport.
I also may or may not have signed him up for a half marathon with me in June as a Christmas gift.
Good thing he loves me!
With his working out of town currently, I actually was left wondering if he would even be here to run with me today. His flight was supposed to get home Thursday night around midnight, he got stuck in Atlanta overnight, and then the weather was bad there leaving us wondering if he would make it home at all this weekend before he had to be back in Tennessee on Sunday night.
I told him if he really didn't want to race he could have just told me no in the first place instead of going through all of that hoopla to avoid it.
He didn't find that as funny as I did.
Hey, grasping at straws when the whole weekend schedule gets bumped and you play single parent all week to nine kids is completely understandable, isn't it?
Thankfully he did make it home for a fun Valentine's night with the kids, and for the race on Saturday.
We had to have our traditional arm's length photo for all of the races we do together.
The race was good, course was nice. I could have done without the uphill in the last mile, but I played the mental game I do on hills ("I am a strong hill runner! Keep pushing!"), which seems to work well and let me pass two people.
I didn't set out to really race this, as with every pregnancy race my first priority is baby and how my body is reacting. I happened to be blessed with a very comfortable running day and a little speed in my legs, which was a fabulous treat! I realized at about mile 2 that I would at least be in the top 10 women, and toyed with the thought of being able to pull an age group placing. Am I the only person who tries to gage people's age group from behind in races? This is a much easier job in triathlon than it is in running.
I was able to pick of a few more people before the end, which is always fun.
Finishing a little quicker than I thought I would, especially with the uphill (25:10) was a treat.
I ended up taking 4th overall female, and 1st in my age group, which was even more of a treat!
Before I go, your fetal trivia of the day, at 21 weeks baby is now approximately as long as two tubes of Nuun. And is poking out to say hi.
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