Crappy picture I know, but the shirt got a bit wrinkled burried under Thanksgiving items coming and going.
I really didn't apprecite the for shit lung capacity I've given myself until yesterday's race. The cold air hurt, the final run to the finish line hurt. If I wasn't already hurting I'd have kicked my own ass for all those years of smoking.
I finished, 10 seconds faster than last race. Lower time is lower time I suppose. Was nice to at least say "well I ran and walked a bunch, I'll have myself a nice piece of bread with this bread stuffing on my plate!
2 comments:
10 seconds is a good improvement, especially considering how cold it was. Be happy with it.
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