Run, sweat, and cheers!

Run, sweat, and cheers! Yep, I edited a title of a race that edited a common expression, 'blood, sweat and tears'.

Thursday agenda-Run, sweat, and beers!

Yep, that's the title of the inaugural race I ran on an unusual night. I went into this race like a blind date, not knowing what to expect. I thank the Lord I made the podium (barely) because:

1. night race (tired after work)
2. far (traveled 3 counties)
3. no overall or master titles
4. ten year age groups

The award was a generic medal but I'll take that over the alternative. Post race was a meat lover's dream but nightmare 4 me.

Saturday agenda-race!

1. club med 5k/10k
2. tarzan's cup 5k/10k adventure
3. dreher park dash 5k
4. hemingway 5k

I passed on the first due to distance, although 4 could qualify as well. I wanted to do a normal race, so strike 2. I planned on #3 until a friend suggested carpooling. Since I haven't been down south in a minute, I agreed. Unfortunately, I discovered the hard way, after an extremely long wait (past 10 pm) that it was scaled down. Now, only top master plus the award was wood, no medals. Plaque if a title holder. On top of that, I didn't get a tshirt. However, the post race was still on point, 5 star with the pizza.

Sunday agenda-train

I passed on the club med tri for lack of a swimmer & decided to train. I got in a 10k skate followed by nearly a 3 mile run. The brick workout was a bit challenging with the heat & humidity.