At least it wasn't thundering or raining. Yet. At the start line with W:
I knew I couldn't pace with W, so I backed off a bit, and started at the back of the pack, where I remained for the entire race. All that fudge and pizza from the last week had caught up with me and I felt... fat, for lack of a better word. Not to mention lack of sleep from getting back so late last night. So, it was a hard race for me. There was some wind that made the open stretches pretty tough. I was already struggling as the race was coming to an end when I felt some rain. Within seconds it was coming down HARD. A super awesome hail/rain mix that made it tough for me to even see the finish line! I literally crossed the finish line, grabbed W and jogged back to the car. By the time I got there I was completely soaked from head to toe and covered with a muddy layer (on my new white running/tennis skirt!!!) And then I had to get in Bee Rad and it was all a wet, muddy, mess. This is the parking lot:
According to W, this is a "freaky Boulder race" - meaning that the people who run it are pretty fast. Um. Yeah. I came in last in my age group, and only a handful of people finished slower than me. All things considered, it actually could have been worse.
Poor Bee Rad!!!
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