It had been nice and warm so when we woke up that morning it was cold again and damn...we had to get out the cold weather gear and layer up again.
We got there pretty early so we hung out in the parking lot hoping to stay warm as long as possible. Finally we emerged after the lot filled up a bit and warmed up as best we could after picking up our bibs and swag tshirts.
Start line was a mass of people and we wiggled our way up to the front....we had decided to try and PR (for me) this one.
Now let me tell you about Big Daddy, he loves Google Earth and had checked out this course telling me it was pretty flat....he lied. First 1/4 mile was straight up a hill...dammit. Of course I took off like a shot (as so many do at the beginning of a race) and he didn't remind me to stay on pace since he thought I was just going to run 7:30mm (HELL no crazy man). So I kind of burned out too early...oh well, live and learn and get a dang Garmin to watch your own pace!
He does a pretty good job of staying with me but this race he was determined to make me run faster. He kept running a few feet ahead of me (which stresses me out and makes me feel like I have to sprint to catch up but then he keeps going faster) and he desperately wanted me to pass these two younger girls...wasn't gonna happen buddy, they were like 17 (I am a LOT older and have had 3 kids, I'm lucky I don't pee my pants every run).
We rolled though the neighborhood surrounding the church and headed for the finish line....which was UP a hill. Seriously?? Why, course designer, would you put a finish UP a hill???? Cruel and unusual.
As soon as we crossed the finish line (which BTW was a PR for me) Big Daddy looked dissapointedly (is that a word?) at me and said we could have done that faster....seriously dude, I hate you. We got our free banana and sweet tea (we were in the south!) and checked our official times. I finished second in my age group and Big Daddy finished third (remember- he stays with me). We got some pretty sweet handmade crosses as our prizes!
**After note: Big Daddy did realize the whole disappointed thing after we crossed the finish line was pretty crappy and apologized profusely for the next 3 days. And even more so when his buddies said they were surprised I didn't slap him.
Race Date: April 4, 2015
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