Well, let me just say, this was no trot. I trotted. Others did not. My husband left me at the starting line and never looked back. I thought we were running 6.2 miles for fun - but oh no, he and others were out for blood, I mean medals! Sheesh!
Anyway, I completed my run (trot) and am proud to say I finished my first race! It was fun, and I definitely earned the turkey, stuffing, rolls, potatoes and pie I ate later that day!!
~ Courtney
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