Today I ran my first real race ever (I don’t count Bay to Breakers because that was just for fun, and Brent and I were tied to each other). I finally after literally years of searching I found a race that me, Brent and August in a stroller could run together in San Francisco. We had a really good time, August was the bomb playing his kazoo as we went up the hills and cheered us on the whole way. Really fun. And although we didn’t run ten minute miles or anything, we finished in under seventy minutes – not too shabby if you ask me.
That’s my big news of the day. I’m on a quest to shed a few pounds over the next few months (I know, me and every other fool out there), so wish me luck. Hope you all had a happy Thanksgiving. We had a really great and relaxing weekend just the three of us. It was perfect really, I wouldn’t have changed a thing (okay, well, I could do without the guilt trip I got several times from my mother, but other than that…).
Now it’s over, our stay-cation, and it’s back to the grind tomorrow. At least I get a break from running for a day.