Flammable, With Legs

Saturday I ran in a 5k. Several of my friends do road races fairly frequently and this time I decided to join them.

I did about two weeks worth of training. Needless to say, standing at the starting line of a 3.1 mile race is a little unsettling when you train like I trained (not much). But the race went surprisingly well. I accomplished my two major goals. 1) to finish. 2) to finish without walking.

I ran a time somewhere around 27 minutes. That's by no means a great 5k time. But it was my first time, so I'm giving myself a break.

Oh, and just after I got to the finish line, I barfed in a bush. So that was great.