Wednesday, I rolled my booty out of bed at 5:30 am to trek down to Fredericksburg for a five mile run along the Rappahannock. It was a little alarming to get to packet pick-up and see everyone had thighs the size of my torso. Well-defined ginormous thighs. Fredericksburg citizens must do nothing else but run, and do leg presses. With like 450 pounds.
My performance was about what was to be expected for my complete lack of training and knowledge of the course: usual pre-race turning the stomach inside out, lost my inhaler before the race even started, went out too fast and tanked late in the race, wound up with major back pain from an off-balance gait, and got confused about where the finish line was.
What you missed: a pretty path along a creek, over rolling hills (ugh), two ladies running in red tank tops, navy shorts, huge yellow ribbons pinned to their backs, and red, white, and blue star wire crowns, and a guy wearing a t-shirt that said "Stay back 200 Ft".
The race benefitted the Lions Club, so all the tables were staffed by sweet little old men and ladies, and it finished at the farmers' market, and conveniently near a Lilly Pulitzer store :)