It's been 17 months since my last race. Earlier this spring I signed up for a 10K as a way to get myself motivated to get back into exercising after having Luke.
Today was the day. The weather was terrible. It was pouring rain on the way there, but fortunately the rain and wind let up for the hour I ran, and as we were driving home, the skies opened up again.
I get very competitive with myself and with those I'm running with. My original goal of completing the race today turned into a goal of beating my personal best 10K time from 2 years ago, which turned into a desire to want to beat my sister. Yes, Holly, I really did want to beat you.
I didn't beat my personal best or Holly, but I did get out there and run. And 6 months after having my 4th baby, I should be proud that I ran 6.2 miles at a 9:17 pace.
As far as beating Holly...there's always next year!











