Yesterday I ran in the Run Lucky 5k race.

This is how I looked before I started:

I felt a little ridiculous but was trying to get into the spirit of things.

This is me at the end. Not really caring that I looked ridiculous.

Funny story: My running partner and I got to the first “marker” and were so impressed with our time. We got to the second marker and were high-fiving one another at how fast we were going. At the third marker we said, “we’re almost finished!” And then we got to the fourth marker and realized it was the kilometer markers and not mile markers. We weren’t doing especially well on our time at all.

It was for a good cause. My knees hurt almost not at all. And my time didn’t completely suck. A good day by anyone’s estimation!