Back in February, I ran my first 10k.
I was number two. (a last name with the first letters "ab" is hard to beat.)
I ran with a bunch of friends.
Most of which passed me.
So I hung out with my pregnant friend. I made sure she drank water and took a couple of walking breaks. Because I'm that awesome of a doula. (I can see my new advertisement now. "If you hire me as your doula, I will run a 10k with you and make sure you stay healthy during your run!" Okay. Maybe not.)
Said friend tells me that 1/2 marathons are fun. I blame her for my new training regimen. (Or, I will blame her when I have to run 8 miles 7 weeks from now and 14 miles on week 15.)
The pretty cool news. I came in 16th in my age group, with a time of 1:03. (I was 149 overall, with 210 finishers. So, solidly in the middle. Where I like to be.)