Reindeer Run 2008

Posted on December 26, 2008
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Last weekend, I ran my first 5k, and it was SO.MUCH.FUN.

It was 8 a.m. on a Saturday morning, in 39-degree weather, but I came prepared. I had on two pairs of pants and five shirts, but once we started running, the cold was no longer a factor.
I felt strong and confident — well, until an 8-year-old girl came running up on me all competitive, thumping her big feet into the pavement, and then sprinted off into the distance.

When I turned the last corner, I saw the time on the clock at the finish line and started sprinting. I was so focused on finishing in less time than the goal I set for myself, turns out I (a.) Didn’t see the man holding the sign, WITH ARROWS, pointing to the separate finish lines for men and women, and (b.) Didn’t hear The Boss and our friend Kevin yelling, “Sabrina, GO LEFT!”

Yup, there’s the sign. And there’s me, ignoring the sign.

OMG! There’s that kid again! And she’s ahead of Lindsay!

There was also a costume contest the day of the race. Here’s Rudolph — not bad.
This guy’s get-up was a lot more believable than the guy in the cow costume
wearing the reindeer antler headband.

Hey, there he is!
World, take a moment to notice how The Boss chose to focus his camera lens on
THE GUY IN THE STUPID COW COSTUME, and not on me.

All smiles with Lindsay and Melanie.

There was so much adrenaline rushing through my veins during the race, that when I got home, it just wouldn’t wear off. I tried to take a nap but I kept tossing and turning. And when I finally got comfortable, I kept having to pee.

I guess that was normal, considering I had just run three miles, but after like the eleventh time I went to the bathroom, I was all, Oh crap, the Reindeer Run gave me a bladder infection.

I yanked at The Boss, who was passed out in bed next to me, and he started to open his eyes.

“I keep having to pee.”

“Huh?”

“I can’t sleep. And I keep having to pee.”

“Tsstss ky.”

“What?”

“Thatss okay.”

“I’m okay? Are you sure? Because I just went like 40 times.”

“You’re fine,” he mumbled.
He opened his eyes and lifted his head.
“Your body is hydrating faster than normal, so it’s just using the water faster. You’re okay.”

Turns out, I was okay. My body was just using all the water I drank faster than normal to keep me hydrated.

With my hypochondriac instincts put to rest, I used the bathroom one more time and then got back in bed.
But it wasn’t long before I woke up with such unbelievable hunger pains, I nearly swallowed my cell phone so I could sleep for 10 more minutes.
I went downstairs and made myself another breakfast.

I ate before the race.
I ate when I got home.
And now I’m eating again.
And it’s only been like two hours.

OH MY GOD, I HAVE A TAPEWORM.

Okay, no tapeworm, but World, race day was making me all crazy.
But the Crazy felt good, and by the time The Boss woke up and came downstairs, I asked him what he was doing on Jan. 1.

“Nothing, I don’t think. Why?”

“Because I’m running another 5k!”

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