Anyway, that's what the day was like for me...by the grace of God I'm convinced, I did not get one side cramp, nor did I ever feel like I was gonna pass out, even though the cloudless sky and 80+ degree heat was convincing me on the 4th mile stretch that this might not end so pretty...for me. I actually was laughing at the end of the race...well, approaching the finish line and even had enough energy to throw my right arm up in the air to pose for a photographer taking pictures from this cat walk above the race road. Bad move on my part though. That's when God said, "Uh-uh-uh..you're pushing your luck" and my back right leg felt the worst shooting-like pain its ever felt, and I literally felt like the back of my right leg's calf had fallen off. I stumbled, losing my "stride" (the words really cool runners use--did I mention I now subscribe to "Runner's World?" :) and almost tripped over my own two legs about 100 feet from the finish line. It was bad, but I suppose it could've been a lot worse. I will never forget that feeling though..it was soooooo weird!!!!! (inside joke----sorry)
This week is going to not be so good for me, but I'll try to be more faithful then I have been the past few days. Happy mother's day. It's Sunday morning now technically, but really, it's still Saturday to me. Night.