This morning I ran a European Style XCountry Race. It was a lot of fun. We started in large barn and then ran out into the fields where we had to jump hay bales and over mud holes (we had huge storms come through the night before). Then up and over two steep muddy hills and into the woods where there were downed tree after downed tree that we had to jump/climb over.
I was feeling very sluggish and the humidity was killing me. I'm a cold-weather runner, I don't do well in heat. But I pushed on, one foot in front of the other. Until I finally made it to the mud-pit just before the finish line. I was so wiped out by this point that I walked through the pit and then sprinted to the finish.
I have no idea what my time was, I was just focusing on finishing. IT was a GREAT TIME! All the finishers received a tree to take home and plant.
DD participated in the kids 1k race. Her event was much more exciting than ours. There's a race report on "Sage's Plunge Into Racing" on my blog. Worth checking out![]()



It's getting old though, very very old.
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But when I got a call asking me to sub for an aerobics class tomorrow I knew I had to run today. I hadn't had a real workout in a week - airplanes, aerobics, the heat, getting another tooth capped, and an all-day kayaking clinic ate up all my energy this week. I'd been ready to blow off running today and hope that I'd be better acclimated to the heat tomorrow... but with having to teach again tomorrow I knew I'd better get that run today.
Once I was on the other side of the hills, I had to get back, right? 

