The Human Race

Me and the hubby just got back from our weeklong vacation in New York. The primary purpose of the trip was for the Fresno State/Rutgers game. The secondary purpose was to see NYC. But while we were there ... I decided to run in Nike's Human Race - a 10K being run by thousands of runners in 26 different cities. I also decided to talk my husband into running with me. He had never run over 3 miles before, but he did it! I was so proud of him ... even though his attitude wasn't the best near the end (and by the end I mean the last 4 miles ... miles 1 and 2 were ok). In retrospect, it was really a communication problem. He apparently is not motivated by high fives and 'you can do it' like I am. Instead, those just make him use profanity. Oh well. To each his own. We survived. And I was very very proud of him. Here are some pics:

Before the race (you can tell who was more excited):

Paul's favorite part of the race was getting a pic with the Naked Cowboy.

Paul right before the finish line and right after telling me to f*** off for saying "you can do it!":

At the finish line!

In other news, we got stuck in Phoenix for Friday night on the way home because of a missed connecting flight. So... I missed the team training on Saturday morning. Determined not to miss my long run for the week, I went on my own this morning - 16 miles ... all by myself, just me and my ipod. I also opted to run from my house instead of starting at Woodward Park like we usually do. That was pretty interesting since I learned just how far 16 miles really is. It was actually a really great mental exercise. I rely on my fellow runners a lot to motivate me towards the finish but this time I could only rely on myself, and I did it. I left my house at 6:30. Three hours later, I arrived home, exhausted and sore but extremely proud. All in all, it's been an exciting week. Onward to 26.2 ...