3 miles. that's it. i ran a 5K and my hip complained.
the race was called the second chance 5K for organ donation and it was organized by one of my classmates, forrest, who is currently waiting for a liver donor. ironically, he was life-flighted to SLC on wendesday with a serious blood infection. upon hearing the news, a bunch of people from my program decided to run to support him. it was fun to run with friends and enjoy the morning. the course was tough---started at romney stadium and went striaght uphill to campus for the first mile. the end of the second mile ran right through the middle of a sidewalk sale in front of aggie village. it was an absolute circus. i dodged a lady with a walker and ran into a double stroller in the proecss. it was comical. the runners were angry at the shoppers for not moving off the sidewalk, and the shoppers were angry at the runners for disrupting their junk browsing.
it would have been great to push the pace and test my fitness, but at the same time it would have produced a slow time and only caused frustration. since TOU last september, i have yet to actually race in a race i had planned to race. does that make sense? i seem to come up with unexplained aches and pains that tell me not to run. maybe it's all in my head and it's just race anxiety? i better get it together. although i'm not sure how. frustrated.