Yesterday, I traveled in a mini-coop to Hartford, CT to run a 5K race for the cure. It was a blast. I finished in 24:40 and had a great run. I had a little left at the end, so I am looking forward to next race and pushing myself a little harder. With the recent life changes, I have lost about 15 pounds, so from here on in you will not hear about my fat ass anymore, it is pretty nice actually and can move up hills a lot faster!! So cheers to not being able to eat or sleep for two months, it does wonders :)
One cute little race story. There was a former soccer coach of my middle son running the race. I had a problem with him because once he told my ten-year-old at the time son that he wasn't going to play anymore that day because "they wanted to win". So yeah, I hate him. But anyway, he lined up near me at the start of the race. I kept him in my sights for the first mile and then freakin' passed his loser ass on a hill at the end of mile on NEVER TO SEE HIS SORRY BUTT AGAIN!!!. It felt so good to beat that bum.
5 comments:
Sweet race! Double sweet beating Mr. Loser Soccer Coach.
15 pounds? Where the heck were you hiding 15 pounds? Did ya have to cut off an arm or what?
So, would you character your ass as plump, so-so, or stream lined ;-) The subtle aspects of revenge are the sweetest! Nice job on the race!!
Great race! Good to have you back. Thanks for the nice comment.
I would now describe my ass as "phat"!!!
Great race. Congrats.
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