Race day!

This blog post is probably going to come across a wee bit self-congratulatory. Fair warning. I'm just feeling really excited because I DID IT!!! I ran an entire 5k without stopping! I know people run 5ks all the time (and my mom and sister both have a marathon under their belts, which makes it hard to feel good about a measly 5k), but I have to stress that I am NOT a runner. My sport growing up was softball, where the farthest you ever have to run is around the bases, and only if you happen to get a home run (so, yeah, I didn't do a lot of base running).

The Color Me Rad 5k was a good race for a newbie like me. It was a casual atmosphere and as far as I could tell very few people actually attempted to run the whole thing. That could have had something to do with the fact that it's June in Arkansas--automatically not the best racing conditions. Or it could have had something to do with the massive hills we had to go up and down. (Okay, okay, they weren't massive. But when you're in the middle of running up them, they might as well be Everest.)

To add to the fun, we got blasted with colorful chalky stuff (yes, that is the official term) every five minutes or so. Here's a picture of me and Trey post race:

 



Don't we look rad?

I used to say that I would only run if a serial killer was chasing me (not just your garden-variety murderer, mind you. It takes a lot to motivate me to move much faster than 2MPH.) But after this experience I feel like I would maybe possibly do a race again sometime. No serial killers necessary.