I can hardly believe it myself, but I ran a 10K this morning. At altitude. Without training. Really. As in, I’ve jogged maybe twice since my surgery? Emily was planning to do the 10K and I was going to do the 5K, but when we found out the 5K starts an hour and a half later, I decided what the heck. Frreeeeezing cold. Wore a beanie and gloves to run. (See "before" pic of Emily and me: only shed a few of those layers...) Walked at the 3 mile mark to drink some water. Ran for an hour and four minutes (you can do the math). Was passed by an embarrassing cross-section of Missoula runners (ex: a kid in jeans! jeans! moms discussing Oprah! An old man who sounded like he had a bad case of black lung!) Came in 315th. Wooohooo. Now, my body hates me.
Nicely done Tina! 315th! I'm enjoying reading your blog now that we are back from our own little adventure Down Under. Thanks for helping keep Buddy and Rocky happy!
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