Dad: “Danielle, wake up.”
What?…What time is it?
Sooo early…but it’s race day!
*Gets gear on. Drives to a hotel near the race. Texts Maya *
Man it’s cold. Hey, I found gloves in my bag! Hmmm…should I wear them?
*Big gust of frigid air*
Dad: “Alright, I think we should walk over.”
*We walk a few blocks and find the starting line*
Ok, I need to check my bag. My god that line is long. I should find Maya . How much time do I have? Uhh 10 minutes? Time to get moving.
*Dad and I walk over to our corral and start stretching. Two minutes before the gun goes off, the air starts to smell bad*
Dad: “Geeze, that’s the thing about these races. Everyone gets nervous and gassy right before the start.”
*The gun goes off*
This is so exciting! Am I going to fast? Too slow? I like this pace…
*11 miles later*
I can’t believe how well I’m doing. I’ve barely walked and I’ve been maintaining a faster-than-normal pace. I think I’m going to beat my old time!
*Mile marker 12*
A Justin Bieber song would be prettyyyyy good right now.
*Starts flipping through iPod*
C’mon…c’mon….YES. Me plus you, I’ma tell you one time…
*The finish line is visible in the far distance*
Alright, time to get serious. Cheetah mode. GO…GO…
*I start passing people*
Whoa, how fast am I going? Under 7 minute miles? Where did this come from? The finish line is right there!
*I cross the finish line*
Yay! I beat my previous half-marathon time by 6 minutes. Whoop I love racing. Where’s dad? When’s the next one? Bananas?
*I eventually meet up with my dad and text Maya . (Although we couldn’t meet up ) *
Alright, I have to head back to school. Should I shower before I go? Well, I don’t think I smell that bad. I just need to eat and go. Hmmm where should I re-fuel?
Oh heck yeah I really need to re-create their Curried Wheat Berry Salad….
I might be M.I.A the next week (but what else is new…)
I need to get a bunch of schoolwork done before Thanksgiving break! I hope everyone has a good rest of the week