Fact: I am not a runner. I have crap knees from the yester-years of gymnastics, and I’m fairly certain that I look like a dying hippo when I run.
Somehow, God had mercy on my soul and helped me finish my first 10-mile race. Originally the goal was just to finish a 10k, but when the opportunity to run the 10-mile presented itself, I…errr…ran with it. This was one smelly post-race pic!
Fact: Beer was an incentive and I made a shirt to broadcast my true motivation.
Fact: While Joelfel decided to channel Flash and finish in 1:12, Lauren and I discovered that we are kindred running souls, forever paced at 10 minutes per mile. I wish this was approximate, but if you run an exact 10 minute mile for 10 miles, your time will be 1 hour and 40 minutes. Our time was…you guessed it. 1:40.
I honestly don’t think I could not have finished the race without her running by me the whole time matching my stride, and our high-fives at mile markers.
Fact: This is a classic awkward Aimee face.
Fact: This non-runner is going to sign up to for a half marathon.