Parcel for the Park

A busy Saturday morning.

Ballet @ 10:30-11:30 (next town)

Baseball practice 12:30-2:00 (hometown)

Both following this mornings 5k race.
I was super excited for the race, more for my sister than me. It was her very first race (in her adult life) and she was more than ready. I was worried she'd try to keep up or not keep up with others since almost everytime we'd been out to practice I ran with her chatting her ear off and often times forget how fast I'd have her going. She told me not to worry about running with her because she knew she could do it. I knew it too.
My expectations for myself were to try and hold a 8 minute mile pace until the last mile, then pick it up to a 7:30/7:45 pace. Yeah... that didn't happen. When I took off on the start I had a little trouble starting the garmin and then I noticed I was running some 6minute pace....woooow Megan..slow it down girl. Everytime I checked it and was running too fast, I'd end up slowing it down too much. Or running it too slow and then speed it up too fast. I am terrible at keeping a steady pace. I really really need to invest in my own garmin for that reason. I kept my eye on what appeared to be a little boy between 8-10yrs old (kicking my butt) until the 2mile marker, rounded the corner and seen my sister-n-law. I didn't see my oldest sister and imediately started thinking about her. I wondered if she started too fast or if she'd found someone to run with or if I should have ran with her talking her ear off like I always do but....I kept right on, trying to work on my pace waiting for that last mile. I come out of the woods and seen my brother-in-law snapping pictures of me... I waved, smiled and kept running. After passing him I realized I was nearly at the finish, I could see it... totally bummed I kicked it up a knotch (so much later than I wanted to) and crossed the finish line. And as always the finish line is the best part only it was better than ever this time, because my three little ones were there with smiles and FLOWERS! (thanks Kenny!!). And that wasn't it. I got to cheer in both sisters! They did so good. My sister-n-law did almost 3minutes better than she was hoping for....thats SUPER. And my oldest sister.....I am SO PROUD of her....finished her first race, by herself, without stopping. YOU ROCK sis! (And I can't forget your more than helpful husband...he Rocks too).

So we rushed off to the other events of the day. I get home from Baseball just intime to catch my internet guy. He hooked me up and I check out the race results.... I got first place in my age group. Holy cow....us 25-29yr old ladies were a bit slow this morning. I really thought my time would have been much futher down the list but yeah I'm cool with it. And my sister-n-law was right up there too placing 5th in our group...We kicked butt!!! :-) My time: 25:42. 1st in age group, 13th overall females. 193 runners, 102 females.

I'll have to steel a group photo from my sister when she gets them up on flicker!