First Oquirrh Highlands 5k

My ward did a 5k this morning. It was awesome to get up and walk to the church, watching tons of people arrive, ready to run, and, once the race started, even better to look back and see so many people I know and love running with me in the morning. A few people, out on their own run, were happy to join in on the race. It was fun to see the looks of incredulity on their faces at all the people running, walking, and riding their bikes.

Shane and I planned the route, which was interesting since we live on a big old windy hill, which makes planning a flat course impossible. It was a challenge getting the course to include exactly 3.1 miles, but somehow we did it. Last night we went around and put up signs marking the path. I worried all night that the wind would blow them down, but I only had trouble with one sign. Thank heaven for duct tape, right?

The race was fun. Shane stayed with me the whole time, so we chatted and enjoyed the beautiful morning. Two girls were on our heels the whole time; I kept thinking, "You are NOT going to pass me!" And they didn't. I heard them saying how the hills were killing them, so I guess all the hills I've ran in this neighborhood have paid off. Sweet.

It was awesome. The ward had bananas and water at the finish line, and we sat and chatted about running with friends. It was fun to see people so relaxed, wearing sweaty clothes and giant smiles, commenting on the challenge of the hills they just conquered. Good times, fun memories.

Here are my shoes. And a picture of me, post-run. I look hot, huh? I just love my fly-away hair.