go runners :)
This past weekend – the weekend of magnificent weather and beautiful sunshine – we ran a 5K race. My husband, our roommate, another friend of ours, and I all lined up at the Start for what turned out to be a gorgeous fall run.
And once more I was struck by certain things that can only happen in a small town. Like the fact that I ran into so many familiar faces before the race even started. Then even more familiar faces once we were under way, including a student of mine who was volunteering on the course. (Umm…could you look away as I’m passing you all sweaty and red-faced? Thanks.) And then the biggest laugh of all – winning my age group category despite the fact that I am NOT that fast of a runner. I definitely would not be claiming this title in places like Chicago or New York. Or even Des Moines for that matter. But I’m not protesting, I’ll be telling my grandchildren about this one for ages. Bragging rights like this don’t come easy in the city, but here, in the small town I call home, I am a racing superstar! Go runners!