The race is run

So everyone knows I was supposedly running a 10K on Saturday, right?

Well, yeah, that became a 5K due to my lazy lack of training and the cold that wouldn’t go away. But I finished my race (with walking, which I wasn’t happy about, but it was necessary) and came home with a cool T-shirt. And had BBQ, coleslaw, and later, peach cobbler. And ran through a finish line made of toilet paper. And won the women’s division of the 5K run . . . we don’t have to mention that I was the only one actually running it.

Wanna see the pics my friend Buddy took? (Well, I took some of them.) Head over to my flickr site.