|My beautiful friend Odi|
Guess what it did rain, we had a good storm, just that it was the wrong time of the afternoon. So I had no choice or excuse and went to JP Morgan. I made it to the race. This is actually my 3rd time so I don’t know why I was being such a big sissy about it.
You could run or walk. No pressure, no one checking my time or speed or heart rate or PB or whatever it is they do.
I had company for the first km (those 3 chicks were mad looking for gaps and taking them) and then I told them to go and leave me. So I walked briskly on my own for the rest of the way.
It felt like punishment. I took it like a
woman. I deserved to be punished.
Other than that – –
I did it! 5.6km in 01h17 Yeah!