One perfect Saturday
I started my day off in a hurry. A hurry to go run a race. You see, I have been sick all week and not sure if this race was actually going to happen for me. My alarm went off at 7:30, the race was at 8. I might have been caught in a dream when I decided, “screw it… let’s run!”
So I got everything together and took off for the starting line. I got there just in time. Then I realized I had left my race tag at home. Okay so far I’m committing every race faux pas. Here’s the list in case you lost track:
1) I’m sick
2) Slept in too late to make time for a warm up
3) Left my race tag at home
4) Didn’t train much over the week… see # 1
So this could be worse… I mean I have two legs still… I’m not dieing… and I’m here ready to go. I want to run… let’s do this! So I ran… I ran about as fast as an ant stuck in jello. I ran 7.6 miles in the time I usually run over 9 (at jogging pace). Now a normal person might feel bad about this. Well, not me… I’m so far from normal I can only see it when I put my glasses on. I feel great. I’m pretty sure any part of me that was sick… was left up in the foothills. I consider this a success.
Now let’s move on to the next part of the day. This is the part where I attend the Boise Mural Project celebration. If you don’t know what the Boise Mural Project is, take a look at my last post. Here are some photos from the making of my mural:
Let the celebration begin!
Okay enough of me – let’s see some more art already…
And the winning mural is……
Jennie Jorgensen’s tribute to bicycles. Great work Jennie!