I did something I'd never done before: I went into a race. It's Race Weekend in Ottawa. I participated in the Ottawa Family 2k Race - along with about 3,000 other people.
Cool.
I signed up for the race because last year, when
When race time came around,
It was great. Many little kids, incredibly cute little kids, were walking with families and friends. It wasn't too hot. We walked the 2k course in about 20 minutes. Final time counts aren't posted yet. I'm not sure they even do post them for the 2k race. We crossed the finish line at the 22.12 point, and our personal running times would be a little less than that, since we weren't at the front of the crowd at the starting point.
When we got to the finish, we were given our medals. They were made in Cameroon out of shells and nuts, with the words "Ottawa 2k" on the pendant. It was a project given to a village with no money and high unemployment. I picture the people in the village saying to each other, "They must be crazy over there in Ottawa, but they'll pay us to make these things, so we might as take advantage of them."
Then we met up with
Then after
And I let
My ankle is sore (I'm about to ice it) and my back is aching a little (but only a little) and I'm feeling ambitious. Today the 2k, tomorrow the world.