So I am pretty sure the running gods hate me. My first organized race (only a 5K) I ran with a sprained ankle and a sprained knee. This one, 15K, I had a cough, sore throat, chapped nose, and was SUPER congested. I don't know if it is a sign or a test of my dedication. If it was a test of my dedication, I passed because Mitch helped encouraged me to get out of bed and run the darn thing. We got to the starting line at about 7:15, race started at 8:00. We walked around and met up with a friend from ISA that was also running it. It was an amazing sea of neon yellow as we prepared to start. We started in San Isidro, ran through San Borja, into Surco and back to San Isidro.
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I wasn't feeling my best, but I had a couple goals. 1. To finish the race running 2. to not be last and 3. to finish in 2 hours. I couldn't have done it without Mitch who waited for me at the 14K mark to encourage me to finish strong. I finished running, I wasn't last but sadly it took me 2:15 to finish. Being sick and only running 4 times before the race (we signed up 2 weeks before the date) I will take it. I am so glad that I got out there and ran and that I had an amazing support system to help me finish strong, even though I kinda felt like dying. :)
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| We just crossed the finish line! |
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| With our finisher shirts on |
Hasta Luego!
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