Major accomplishment this weekend running my first organized 5K ever! Hoorah! This had to be done because Knitiot and I registered ourselves in the Dogfish Head Brewery’s 5K this fall in Delaware (Will Run for Beer) and I needed a) practice and b) a little self-proof that I could, in fact, do it at all. She got a taste running the Susan G. Komen 5K in Roanoke two weeks ago (GoGoKnitiot!). So I was up to bat.
GoGoPance vs. The Lincoln Tunnel – basically a back/forth trip under the Hudson River – pounding on pavement where few feet actually travel. Down right excitin’.
I was super nervous about it all weekend, not knowing whether to fear the physical challenge or the claustrophobia more. I happen to be reading a book now about the men who tunneled under France in WW1. They talk about working in deeeeep underground crawl spaces, sleeping without being able to even roll over, all with a pretty constant fear of being buried alive. Mmmhmmm. No thank you.
Alas, with visions of earth and river collapsing on my head, I did it. YAY. This time I ran for Special Olympics. Knitiot ran for boobies. Next time we run for us. For beer. For thirsty people everywhere. Best idea ever.