Today I “ran” my first race post-crash. It was an 8k (about 5 miles). This past week I’ve tried running a few times. The furthest I could make it was 1 mile. Last night I didn’t make 200 meters. And it all has to do with the gash in my body caused by a doctor’s scalpel. Yes, that hurts.
Anyway, I started near the back of the pack. Was passed by lots of runners, joggers, and walkers doing the 3k fun run. And finished in a time of 1:31:31. To finish 8k. That’s an average pace of 18:20 minutes /mile. At least it was under 20. By the time I finished, they were handing out the cash prizes and all the good food was gone.
I was the last one across the line. Dead Fucking Last. But DFL is better than DNF. Till next time.