Our first 10K

After a summer of 6:00a.m. morning walk/jogs with the "Smokin' Hot Mamas" and friends I thought I was ready for my first 10K run. OH-H-H what was I thinking!!! First of all I AM NOT A RUNNER, more like a clutz. I have deemed myself a glorified "wogger". Never the less, my goal was not to be last place. I signed Duane and myself up weeks ahead so that I would not back out. My BFF Tammy agreed to run along side as well. Oct. 10, 2009, a beautiful, colorful fall day in Indian Creek. With Duane on one side and Tammy on the other off we went. Things were going better than I expected until we hit about mile 3. The race organizers were kind enough to put boards across the cattle guards as to make it easier to cross. I tried to blame Tammy for the mishap but I think the problem was that I actually need to pick up my feet more than a 1/4 inch when wogging. As my foot clipped the edge of the board I began my flight to the other side (At least I made it to the other side right?) As I met with the pavement I imbedded a large piece of gravel into the palm of my hand which wouldn't be discovered until a later date at the doctors office. OUCH!!! I managed to finish in 61st place with a few scrapes and bruises. I FINISHED!!! Not last place and 5 minutes faster than my expected goal. Kudos to Duane and Tammy for staying with me and letting me cross the finish line before them. I can't say if there will be any more 10K's in our future. Stay tuned.