2 Hours And One Minute

That's how long it took me to run the 1/2 marathon this morning. Not exactly lightning speed, but not a snail's pace either. I was quite happy with it, I actually finished faster than I thought I would. My goals were A) to finish and B) to run the whole way. Mission accomplished.
I was nervous, this was my first race, but not actually about the race itself but about getting lost. I know, I know! After I started running I realized there was no possible way, you'd have to be blind and seriously mentally challenged. They had arrows spray painted on the ground, and people all along the way directing traffic and passing out refreshment ( I got to do the "crumple and throw" thing several times). Not to mention the fact that there were 1700 people running, they had a 5 mile too and the races started together.
I was so nervous I had to have my husband stop at a gas station on the way there so I could paintball their pot with my explosive pre-race jitters shitters. And I HATE crapping in public bathrooms, but I had to and it's a good thing I did, otherwise I would've won first place for the dirtiest drawers. Lucky for me (but not so lucky for them), they had just cleaned their bathroom.
Anyway, I really enjoyed it, it was a cool thing to be a part of. I didn't stay to see where I'd placed ( I was STARVING- they had some snacks there but I wanted a MEAL), but it should be posted on their site soon.
My girls running to me and marveling at my "medal" was definitely one of the biggest highlights. They are my biggest fans, and would've made me a winner even if I had crawled over the finish line in last place.