My Running Buddy
Bonnie turned out to be an awesome running buddy. She is a faster runner than me (but then, who isn't?!) but she was kind enough to stay at my pace for most of the race. Bonnie finished the Las Vegas marathon the week before so she said she didn't mind an easy pace. Let me clarify- an easy pace for her... not me!
She didn't try to get me to talk. I explained to her that I hate talking while I run and she was so cool about that! She didn't ask me questions or say anything that required a response. I like to talk when I'm not running... but when I'm running, talking is not fun because I can't breath. I like breathing better than I like talking.
The entire race took place in Balboa Park. I love Balboa Park! If you've been there, you know why. The place has beautiful trees, amazing architecture, and a peaceful atmosphere. If you ever come to San Diego, you have to go to Balboa Park! The San Diego Zoo is located here and there are lots of wonderful museums to visit.
A Break in the Rain
When the alarm went off at 5:15 on Saturday morning, I could hear the rain pouring down on our roof and patio. I love rain but I find it difficult to get out of my nice, warm, cozy bed when it's cold and wet outside. I forced myself to get up and get ready.
I wasn't worried about running in the rain. I was worried about waiting in the rain. Bonnie and I had planned on arriving around 6:45 in order to get parking and have time to get our bibs & stuff before the 8:15 start. I was worried that we would have to stand around for an hour and a half, shivering in the rain. Thankfully, the rain took a little break which perfectly coincided with the morning registration, packet pick-up, and the race itself!
WHAT?!! Not a Personal Record?!
I was writing the above when I decided to read my blog about the Carlsbad 5000 because I was unsure of my time. Turns out I ran the Carlsbad 5000 in a shorter amount of time than the Jingle Bell 5K!! UGH!! The Carlsbad 5000 was 38 minutes 11 seconds. According to Rudolph-the-Red-Faced Garmin, the Jingle Bell was 39 minutes 12 seconds. A minute longer. Grrrrr...
Please enjoy this little distraction while I go throw myself a hissy-fitty, pity party. I'll be back momentarily.
@%&$!! @&%&**@!! &^%$&@#!??!
Still not ready... enjoy this one for a while:
@%&$!! @&%&**@!! &^%$&@#!??! &*&@@-- awwwwww...
Alright, I think I'm ready to continue. It's amazing how much an adorable, smiling, golden retriever puppy can change one's mood.
What the Heel?
I'll blame this failure to PR on my bad heel. I'm going to get my cortisone shot on Friday and I'm going to find a new 5K to run. I will run it faster than my Jingly Failure on Saturday. I will, dang it!
Ho-Ho-Ho, I'm Slow-Slow-Slow
Anyway, I got to meet Santa. I didn't get to do that at the Carlsbad 5000.
That's Bonnie wearing the #1122 Bib. I told you she's adorable!