Cheesy title, huh? I must say, I couldn't agree more. I have been wanting to write about our trip up to Chicago for the F.A.S.T. (Foundation for Angelman Syndrome Therapeutics) Gala, the Santa Hustle 5K and the Scientific Advisory Panel meeting we participated in the weekend of December 1, 2012, but have been struggling though amazing post Gala/race highs - and the crashing lows - that follow highly anticipated, memorable events such as these.
The pack took off in a full sprint as the gun went off. Funny when you don't run 5K's, you have no idea what pace is. The 1st mile was flat to slightly downhill and I kept battling back and forth with a girl in a sports bra top and tight brief shorts who ran more-or-less on her toes. She was driving me crazy, each time I tried to pass her, she would pass me back. We battled like this until almost the 1/2 way point of the race, completely missing the splits at the 1 mile marker so I had no idea what the pace was. I am not one who prides in racing against anyone specifically, preferring to just push myself to see what my own body is capable of and doing my personal best, but my brain makes an exception every once in awhile.
|Gino's East Pizza & Beer!|
|I promise in person they are|
almost the same color!
|Santas ready to fly!|
Meagan Cross, me, David McCurdy
|Aquaphor Teammate Jennifer Plaff and me|
|1st in age group, 4th Overall|
|Ursula Cramer (NZ), me, Meagan Cross (AU)|
Angel Moms ROCK!