My mom and I got there early to try and beat the crowds on the metro.
O-dark-30 |
It was chilly out at 6:30 in the morning.
We dressed for the morning |
However, I can't run with something tied around my waist and I'm picky about what I wear when I run, so I dropped the warmer clothes for what I'll actually run in.
That's the Pentagon in the background |
I was chilly while waiting, but so thankful after the first mile. I get hot when I run and today was no different.
The crowed behind us |
But I ran. And ran. And ran. I managed to convince myself to run the whole first half and a majority of mile 6 and 7. Mile 8 was my wall and I walked almost all of it. My feet were killing me, my knees ached and the asphalt was hot. Mile 9 was alluring, knowing you only have a mile left to go. But there was one last hill thrown in before the finish line. I managed to finish in (I think) about 2 hours or so.
I downed two bottles of water and two bananas as soon as I finished and made it to the end. After a while, Mom finished and joined me. We were exhausted and felt like old people.
But we both finished!! I was so proud of my Mom for running/walking and finishing her first running race.
Me with the Old Guard and Honor Guard |
I'm still hurting and my lower back seized up, but I'm super proud of my Mom and I for finishing. I'm sure we'll do it again next year.
P.S. I count this as Shoe #18.
*My mom took all these pictures except the first one. I'm not coherent enough to do it that early.
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