Birthday Half-Marathon

I still haven't posted about my birthday party. I felt bad not posting about Pip's birthday first, and then with moving and all... Ah, the excuses!

This time I had a dozen runners show up, along with lots of babies in strollers. My awesome sister came down to run again, this time with three kids! (Her 7-year-old rode a bike). D even ran this time (3rd year of med school isn't quite as time-consuming as the first two years, so he's around for more than 30 minutes a day now). He hadn't trained like I had, but he still beat my time by over an hour.



I was NOT a champion for this race. Although I had trained diligently, it was just not my day. I bonked at mile 6 and thought I'd quit right there, but then I thought, "Hey, this is my birthday race. I'm going to finish even if I have to walk part of it." So I walked for part of it. I was also pushing the munchkins, but D came and took them around mile 7 and I was so grateful!

I love this shot of me behind the bushes--it was toward the end and I'd started running again.

My not-so-glorious finish (but I did run the last mile or two!). I have never run such a slow half-marathon. I was dead-last, and by the time I finished, almost all the other runners had gone home. They told me they had a lot of fun running though! I was just glad to know that I finished the race I started.