Even though I am not thrilled with the outcome of the race, I have to say I am the LUCKIEST person ever when it comes to having supportive family and friends.
After the race I had 3 bouquets of flowers and balloons waiting for me. J orchestrated that everyone come back to our house after for a pizza/cupcake/lazy man perogie party. A couple of friends and their kids, my family, J’s family… we all hung out after the race. I tried hard to not be a party pooper but I was tired and disappointed.
I felt so loved by all the support I had. From the weeks of training to race day, I am seriously SO lucky.
On the course the girls not only got dressed up in awesome outfits but even had amazing signs for me.
J was seriously the best. I couldn’t have done with without him. I mean, homeboy even helped me take my sneakers off when I got home, and I am not the only one that noticed how great he is.
I am not even close to being over this race. I am still Bitter
and BQless but I do have a grateful heart.
and I have a fire lit under my ass to kill that minute and thirty-five seconds next time…