I ran in the 42nd Annual Ron Hebert Road Race, an 8-mile race through Florence and Williamsburg. I almost chickened out and didn't do it, because I was intimidated by the hills, like the one heading into Williamsburg on Route 9 by the driving range, and the hill on North Farms Road. But I didn't. And while I wasn't first, I did finish in the top 50. That's right, you're talking to the 49th finisher. Of course, the official results may not show that, because the part of the number that gets torn off after you cross the finish line, which had my name on it, was pinned on my sweaty shirt, so the pertinent information was washed away. I was too tired to stick around to see what kind of a back up system they had in place.
It was a beautiful day for a run, and the breeze helped immensely. And I must say, I really liked how I was greeted at the finish line: the race director shook my hand, congratulated me, and gave me a pair of gym socks.
Here's a picture of my sweaty shirt, my number, and my prized socks.
Here's a picture of me actually running. Check out those buff, white legs. I asked the photographer to wait until I was in front of the blossoms. I think it was the right choice.
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