5K: Mission accomplished

True to his word, The Saint rolled out of bed at 6:20 this morning without complaint to take me to my 5K. I am a morning person. He is not. My mouth starts running the minute my feet hit the ground. I'm sure there are days when he would like to tell me to shut the hell up but he doesn't. Today he listened to me prattle on about my race, what I should wear, my hair and even laughed when I started humming the theme from Rocky.

The rain got out of here really early this morning so by 8 it was in the upper 50s, partly sunny and breezy. Perfect.

I finished in 56:44 which means I averaged about 18 minutes a mile. At home I usually average about 17 minutes a mile but I'm chalking up the slower pace to the fact that I was talking to people around me and walking their pace rather than mine. While I didn't finish last, there weren't many people behind me!

I got a little teary eyed when I crossed the finish line and The Saint was waiting there for me with his parents. They must all love me a lot to be up so early on a Saturday morning especially since my in-laws just came back from vacation last night.

I had a great time and I can't wait for the next one!

In other news, Chicago beat Toronto 10-7 today. Yippee!