Still in those last three dreadful miles, I just kept looking for the 5k marker because I knew I was almost done. I saw it and did a fist pump. I was that excited. And I don't even watch the Jersey Shore. Then I knew once I got to a certain house, I was even closer. As I got back in to the downtown area, there was a DJ playing music and he started talking to me and this other guy that were coming in about the same time. "I see you runners - don't give up!" and other really bad encouraging remarks. Of which all I wanted to do was punch him in the face. I was making my way to the finish the best way I could, thank you very much. I just completed a crap ton of miles and I know I'm almost done. So please hush your mouth and let me finish! Yep, I was kinda cranky. I just wanted the whole thing to be over!
Back to the chaffing (haha). I didn't realize how bad it was until Mrs. Kerry told me I was bleeding. Sure enough, my legs had rubbed together so long that it was nice and gross. Now it just looks like I have road rash. But that's what happens when your thighs are like mine. The plan for the next time would be to wear compression capris/pants for the really long runs.
Overall I'm really glad that I finished. I'd really like to do it again next year. It continues to amaze me that we're on this crazy journey and our bodies are able to accomplish so much. Plus it's just fun to commiserate and complain about our soreness together. :) Now it's time to get ready for the crazy intense, hilly, IHOP filled Candlelight Tour Run!
HONK!
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