Racing Girls

It only took nine months post birth, but I finally did my first race on Saturday: the Turkey Hill Country Classic. Yes, Turkey Hill...as in the ice cream and teas/drinks. And boy did they have PLENTY of free snacks and food afterward! Never before would you see so many little kids walking around with ice cream cups and hot dogs at 9:00am and their parents not freaking out. Really, it's a once-a-year thing, and Peanut has been dealing with an ear infection, so whatever! :o)



Back to the races.



So, since I barely trained (the last time I ran was at least a week prior), and dealt with sickness all week, my time was H.O.R.R.I.B.L.E.





Really bad.





Not as bad as if I would have walked (which I didn't, so there's a plus!), but still...really not good. I don't know what in the world I was expecting. In my mind I totally knew I wouldn't and couldn't place in my age group because I didn't train, but still. Oh, and the surprise hill kind of threw me, too. Somewhere I read this was a "fast and flat" course. Right. Within the first mile the course turns a corner and WHAM! There loomed a hill, and I instantly thought, "Yeah...as flat as my behind!" It could also be the age. I'm wondering if turning 30 has a direct effect on race times...hmmm...



No more complaining. I really did have a good time, didn't walk, and really liked the course (despite the "flat" hill). Hopefully some training will bring back my normal race time...

The other highlight of the morning that was the most fun was the kid's race! We entered Danae into the 3 & 4 year-old race, and for the past week the girl kept telling us she was going to win. Even though we told her it's okay if she doesn't win and other kids pass her, she would promptly tell us, "Yeah, but I'm going to win." We should have known we'd have a problem on our hands...



Right when the horn blew and the short 40-yard race started, a little boy darted out in front of her. From the sideline I saw the look of confusion then disappointment come across her face, so I flew to Hubby at the finish line, where he was already holding our crying girl. She just kept saying, "I'm not racing anymore! I didn't win!" HOWEVER...

Even though three boys finished before her, Danae was the first girl across the finish line! It took some calming down and talking, but she eventually stopped the waterworks, got her hand painted, ate ice cream, and had a ball. First girl, fourth overall...that's my racing girl. :o)