In The Bag

Well yesterday got to the race. Wind very cold but knew I had to do it. Not too many runners there. I was number 55. What I didn't realize til after the race-it was just the die hards and the crazy ones running. These are the serious ones. The ones who wear shorts because that is what they always run in.

Any way I had Joe there to support me and that makes all the difference. Oh I would have gone it alone but knowing that someone will be at the finish makes you want to go all the way. I told him not too expect anything great for I haven't ran a race since August. I would be happy to finish in 30 or so. The course was up and back. That is an overpass and back. I was feeling pretty good the whole way. I was behind two guys who seemed to be running for the fun of it and no real sense of urgency. But I figure stay right here til the finish line comes close. So as I rounded the last corner I could see the clock 26:39. Wow no way I have never been under 27. So it was time to kick. Denise K 26:55. Best time ever! Funny thing is that the song that I finished my first race with I ended my last. That is crazy. Sandman cometh Metalliaca or something like that. Feel good, feel accomplished, glad I did it and seen it through.