Last Saturday I ran a half marathon, but this weekend a 5k kicked my butt. Today I ran the Atlanta Women’s 5k and it was the hilliest, hardest course I’ve ever run. About two and a half miles in, we finally hit a downhill and all the spectators started yelling that we were super close. I kicked it up a notch, only to find myself at the bottom of a never-ending hill. When I passed the 3 mile mark, I thought I was going to die, but I stayed with it. Which ultimately lead to me gagging and throwing up as I crossed the finish line. The worst part? It wasn’t even close to one of my best times. The whole experience gave me flashbacks to when I ran the 800 meters in college – a race I’d like to block out of my mind! At least after the race, I headed over to my running buddy’s house for mimosas, donuts, and some quality time with toddlers!
Clearly this is the outfit I wore after the race – believe me, I did not look cute in my race clothing! I got dressed in the dark so I didn’t wake L up so I didn’t even loosely match and then afterward I looked like I needed a shower. Not cute!
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