5Ks ... why haven't I done them before?!?!

Becca and I finish our first 5K together. After the run we were like "hmm, that was short." Since we've never run anything under 6 miles together. Our pace (which we have calculated 8 million times out of awe) was 9:05 min miles. Which also counts 1. me almost puking at the very start out of nervousness 2. me punting my eyeglasses when they fell off my face and kicking them around on the ground 3. me almost freaking out when I realized we ran our first mile in 9:15 and Becca saying "Let's slow down!" 4. me almost tripping on the hill back to the finish line. I'm pretty sure we'd have AT LEAST 9 min miles if it weren't for me holding us back. Now we know.

Picture of me punting my eyeglasses: (reinactment)





To me that looks more Heisman Trophy-ish.





...And Becca in her infamous pose, shows off her bib number.

I show off my bib number.




And lastly, our running forms... There's a lot of work to be done....

(apparently tho, Becca has recently taken a liking to breaking down my running style which usually is: arms dead straight by my side, left foot turned in like it's broken-- in summary me running like a monster. Sorry we don't all have PERFECT FORM, Becca...)

I pretend to "cross the finish line." ( Becca finished #103, and I finished number #105.)

I love Amy. She organized the 5K "support our troops" theme. It was super fun to see her... eventho she made me help her recycle after the race....

In summary, we spent more time taking pictures post-race than actually running the race. That's where our heads are at.

Half Marathon this weekend. I have a feeling we'll be less "jokey" this weekend... gah!