This is me, preparing for my Wheaties box photo shoot.
Two weeks ago I signed up for this trail race in Louisville. For as many years as I can remember I've always run the Derby Half. It's flat, fast and you get to run through the infield at Churchill Downs. My only issue is that I've run it so many times, I find it......uninspiring. Since I've discovered trail racing, I have mental issues getting jazzed over road races. Anyway, the day after the Derby Half is a trail race on the outskirts of town. The Backside Trail Half Marathon. Some people told me that it was hilly but I kinda laughed it off. I've run up and down Raccoon Mountain in Tennessee a few times, how bad could it be? For some reason I have this mental block to the fact that Kentucky has some substantial sized hills as well and on race day I seemed to locate quite a few of them....all at the same time, within a two hour period of time.
The first few miles I always struggle getting my heart rate under control. Then by mile 4 I'm fine. Who takes that long to warm up anyway?? People wanna talk and I always end up apologizing for coming across as someone who just quit smoking and is running their first trial race.
The 13.1 didn't disappoint at all. It was hilly but beautiful. As pretty as any race I've run to be honest. There were points where I had to do some climbing and some areas so technical on the side of a rock wall that there was no way I was taking the risk of falling ten, twenty feet to a do-not-pass-go trip to the ER. I'm still fascinated by some of the trail running skills I see out on the course. I'm getting better but don't take the risks I want to at times.
I finished up in not only my fastest trail run time EVER but also finished 3rd in my age group. Now, to be up front, there were only 11 in my AG but I'm still pretty proud of myself. I never would have dreamed I could have come up with a time like that.
This is in less than two weeks. I have no one to go with me and my kids have no fewer than 4 soccer games that weekend. I'm still working on the details of going and competing. Stay tuned....
In other news....
This is what my life is like these days. I'm a spectator, cheerleader, launderer and human taxi cab for a ever-loving, sometimes terribly difficult, beautiful teenage daughter.
**She had 4 shots on goal this day** (mother brag)
As most of you know already, we have a new member of the family. Our goat herd of 2, just became 3! Welcome to the world, Quincy. He is loved and has a surrogate mother (seen below).
Finally, I was gifted a trip to go see Dave Matthews Band in concert. This will be my third trip to see them. Yet another chance to drink beer, sing loudly and wander through the parking lot for at least an hour in search of locating my vehicle.
Oddly enough, this is pretty much the view from our seats!
Have you ever been to see Dave in concert? AND, have you ever placed in your AG and wondered "how the heck did that happen?"