So I ran the four and a half mile Iron Rock Run, and I am not sure what I can say about it. As I was actually running it, I was not having as much fun as I has hoped. For one reason, it was hot and sunny. There was not enough shade and not enough breeze.
Still, one must put up with these things. I was running faster than my accustomed pace, but that is normal for race days, I think for most people. I wore my Garmin so kept checking my speed, time and distance. I kept telling myself it was OK to slow down, but I tried not to do so.
Steve took this shot while waiting for me to cross the finish line. We petted those nice labradoodles before the race. He thought he had gotten a picture of me running, but apparently he did not.
After the race we sat in Iron Rock Brewing Company and listened to a band. There was to be another band later, but we did not stay. I wanted to go home and shower.
On our way out, I took a picture of the sign with the band’s name. It occurred to me that people don’t write things down any more; we just take pictures.
I don’t rule out doing the Iron Rock Run again, if they make it an annual thing. I’ll try to train a little better next time.
Proud that you did it! That’s what matters.