Sorry this post is out of order, but I forgot to post about my March race! I ran the Running ‘O The Green 5k with my pals. MT and I busted out our tutus from a few years ago and I made two new tutus matching them as close as I could to the older ones. Mr. didn’t get his own but I don’t think he was too disappointed.
The weather was rainy and blustery – everything you expect from a March day in the Pacific Northwest. MT and Mr. ran the 8K while the other three of us stuck to the 5k. It was a very populated race and it was a reminder of how spoiled I am to live in an area where I’m able to participate in so many small races. I am typically in the last 10th of finishers at these smaller races and while sometimes that affects my mental pep-talks (“there probably won’t even be anything good left at the trough” or “I feel like everyone is waiting on me!”) I usually have lots of breathing room and don’t have to think much about navigating other runners. We got stuck playing leap-frog with a runner wearing entirely too much patchouli which was unpleasant to say the least (btw, “any” is the amount of patchouli that should be considered too much, if you are wondering).