Welp, this half marathon I:
- Dropped my water bottle and had to stop and turn around and pick it up. I noticed I was literally the only one out of like thousands who had a water bottle in their hands btw. Maybe I wasn’t supposed to? I did feel bad because my klutzy ass caused the people directly behind me to have to slow down. Everyone else either had water bottles on their belt or they only drank the shitty two sips you get from the helpers, spilling out half as you try to drink from a soft floppy cup while running. No thanks, bottle for me
- I hadn’t gone more than like 7-8 miles in training. And only that a few times…
- I forgot to turn runkeeper off for like another minute as I staggered away from the finish line
And I STILL beat last year’s time, WUSSUP
One noteable thing there was this younger girl (20’s or 30’s) with an American flag booty shorts who I passed around mile 6. Then I turned it up in the second half this time. Very very few people passed me in the second half because I went notably faster there than the first half. But somehow this girl did around mile 11. I thought “you fast bitch”. And I couldn’t get ahead again. But I stayed close enough where I got the occasional look at that America booty for the rest of the run
My “Shut up legs, you’re fine” shirt was a big hit again. It was so crowded that at the beginning walking around before the race I only got a handful of compliments and smiles/laughs. But on the walk to my truck after where there was far less people and everyone I passed had time to read it, I got smiles and compliments from almost everyone I passed
Overall, was great. But now I feel kinda sad. Like I do after finishing a great book series or show. Like it’s the end of an era kinda sad. At least till next year. Or maybe it’s just that I’m sick. Because I also feel legit sick. Gonna go lay down
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