Last year Joe and I ran in the Bluegrass 10,000. It was with some trepidation that I signed us up to run in this years event. I have not tied on a pair of running shoes since participating in the 10 miler in Louisville...in April! The Bluegrass 10,000 appears to becoming a tradition in our family.
It was hot at 8am...just like last year. Thank God this year I did not have a small hang over like I did last year. Estimates would put the field at 4,000. At least I was confident I would not come in last.
Joe has not run much either. So, he decided he would walk/run with me. That lasted until mile marker Three. He took off and I was relieved. Why is it that once he was on his way, I felt able to just find a steady slow pace that did not require me to walk? I finished the race slow, but running.
I had it in about a little less than 13 minute miles...which is not bad for an old chick!
I am mental.