Victory is Mine!!.... Now What?

It was incredible! I ran like the wind, biked like lightening, running with thunderous steps and I encouraged my poor winded brother on to the finish line of the Ride/Run where we set the record for fastest time ever completing the thing.

And then I woke up. And though we certainly did NOT win the race, overall I felt like we did. I enjoyed the race! Though that is kind of like saying "I enjoyed childbirth!" because the memory of the pain is pretty distant and my brain cleverly covered that up with the fonder memories of the Ride Run. And thank goodness my brother is really in shape, cuz he ended up running two miles to my one mile cuz I am sloooooooow like molasses in December. But I was haulin on the bike, not in an effort to improve our time, but just to catch up to G and get enough ahead of him to be able to run a mile in the time it would take him to pick up the bike, bike a mile, and run more than a mile. Sad, I know, but it worked. And it felt really good to say that I finished that race (though the bloody mary stand at mile four was a tempting "quit" spot).

So, now what? I need a new goal, and next year's Ride/Run is a bit too remote to keep me going, I think. I am thinkin I will sign up for a 5K this Fall, which gives me three months to train and be able to increase from snail's pace to that of a turtle. Stay tuned for more exciting news as this toad tries to transform herself into a bonafide runner. I can't believe that I typed those words.