Jingle Bell Run

Well I did it - sore knee/leg and all. It was cold. I couldn't get my hands warm. I had on gloves, but still couldn't feel my fingers. I told myself to stop worrying about it. I wasn't running with my fingers anyway.

After the start, we went up a gradual incline which was then followed by a fairly steep hill. On my incline on the steep hill, I felt it. Yep, that tug on the outside of the right knee. I told myself that it was too late now and I just had to push through. And push through I did. My lungs were screaming, but I didn't listen. At mile two I was around 17:15. I wanted to keep up the pace, but could feel that I was waning.

I told myself to just get up the hill and then I could go downhill and try to recover. I did fine on the downhill; it was when we hit the flat again. Everything was burning - my lungs - my legs. I was starting to get passed by more and more people. I knew that my pace was slowing. Then I saw someone that I had just met before the race, and I picked up the pace. I tried to keep up with her, and then I saw the clock. I knew that I had set a PR, and I knew that the end was near. I kicked it in. I mean really kicked it in. I gave it all I had to give. My official time was 26:52. Yep, I just set a new PR.