I didn't sleep well last night. I had this weird sensation with my brain and was up for about an 1 1/2 hours. Thankfully, I did get back to sleep.
I was up at 7:00 am, trying to prepare for my race. I drank a nalgene of water and ate as much of a Clif Bar that I could. I walked over to BA's at 8:30. She had to remind me to breathe deep and loosen up my arms.
We eventually got to Cheesman Park, checked in and walked around. So many organizations out and supporting this cause. We kicked off at 10:00 am, after watching some gay men doing aerobics at the front of the stage.
I finished the race. I wasn't first, but that wasn't what was important to me. What was important was for me to finish. And I did. I ran a majority of my first 5k and realized that I want to do it again. So, I'm looking for something to run at the end of October. Maybe I'll improve my time.
After showering and sharing the news with my parents, we (BA, the Sheps, Maria, and J) went to the Cricket to celebrate. I cam home and crashed afterward. I awoke from my nap like was drunk...and seriously, I only had one beer at lunch.
I feel so proud of myself. I did something that was on my list of things to do for the last 4 years. And I'm really proud of myself.
So thank you to all my sponsors who helped me raise $300 for the Colorado AIDS Project, to BA who ran/walked ever step with me and got me to relax, and to Beth, Frank, Maria, and J who helped celebrate this accomplishment with me after it was all said and done...