Even though I could use a big ol' heap of motivation, it's not all mopey-dopey around here. See, I had a FUN time at packet pickup tonight (no sarcasm either!):
Hubby of the Year, and me.
Julie and I with our bibs. She's fast. I tried to swap our timing chips when she wasn't looking.
Some other favorites:
"This IS my race pace."
"My race strategy - start slow and then go slower."
"I know it. I'm slow. Get over it."
Our bags! Inside are our short-sleeve tshirts (long-sleeve ones are at the finish line I think), commemorative coin, pendant, and poster. See my new non-slip headband? If it slips, I'm gonna be very angry.
Wrist-bands with pace charts printed on them! Ingenious! Yes, I know. I'm slow. Get over it. However, my PR (while actually properly trained) is 5:16:11. A whopping 12:05 pace. So, I think both of these are beyond optimistic. But they don't make them any slower. I can pretend for a few miles though!
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