The race itself is really hard even if you train for it but since I didn't train hard for it - it was that much more difficult for me. My times were pretty much what I thought they would be - I wasn't terribly upset at the finish line until I saw the results. My name was DFL in my age group. Dead. Fucking. Last. Not to be confused with DNS (did not start), DNF (did not finish) or DQ (disqualified) - I feel like one of those would have been better. DFL - who comes in last? Even on my slowest days I've never been last. That's always been my entire goal - whatever you do DON'T BE LAST. There's a first time for everything I suppose now I just need to make sure it's the very last time. Another strategy is to get out of the most competitive damn age group there is - so much for women aging poorly. I was holding my own in the 35-39 category last year I had to move up to 40-44: watch out, here come the superstars!
There is an actual t-shirt for this event but for some reason I'm not seeing it this way:
It's now 2 days post race and I'm starting to feel better - everyone can say: you finished, you tried, you did it. Blah, blah, blah - you and every person on the planet knows being last feels bad, really bad. But I went out there and finished the race without being picked up on the sweep bus, I got a medal, post race meal (clearly my only real purpose for any race), an awesome swag with a blue tooth speaker and got to hang with my girls and my beloved Kevin - all in all, it was a great weekend. Time now to pick myself up and get moving - always another race to work on!
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| Finished Medal & Fancy Schmancy Speaker |
