And so I kept running… even when I was in Cambodia.
Well, I did take July of 2012 off because it is just impossible to run in India with all that cow poop on the street, but when I came back, I jumped right into it and signed up for my first 10k. I had just bought a house and there was a race coming up in my brand new neighborhood that actually went right past my street. I thought it would be a great way to celebrate my new life and invite some friends for a pre-house warming party after the race. I wasn’t just going to be tired and smelly by myself though: I made them sign up for the race as well! S.L and B.S. did the 5k, I did the 10k with J.W., and M.H. did the half-marathon.
Of course I arrived only 2 minutes before the race started, but I made it on time. The first and the last miles were a little difficult because they were uphill, but everything in between was a blast. I was in the middle of the pack and after a while I got separated from the group and got a little lost. It was a small race and the signs were lacking on directions. I waited a couple of minutes for someone to pass me and then I just followed that person. If it wasn’t for that, I could’ve finished the race even faster than my 1h06m13s (10:40/mile).
After, everybody came to my new home for breakfast: mimosas and banana-nut muffins. I guess morning races are not so bad after all.