I started off today with 390 other crazy people by running the annual 5k Turkey Trot. It is always a big race in my little town. It was not as cold as some years, but that does not mean it was warm. I started off the race with my race buddy beside me, but that never lasts long. Before we turned the corner she dodged and weaved her way much further up in the pack. Unfortunately, I had not followed through on my intention of running a lot in preparation so I was not in the best shape, but I still finished better than I thought I would coming in at 32.06.
Last year my brother was home for Thanksgiving and did the cold 3.1 miles with me. This year I missed running with him. I am usually not a big fan of running with someone, but somehow you sibling is always an exception to every rule. He really pushed me to a strong finish and a great time last year.
Although this year was not my best run ever, and I missed my Turkey Trot running buddy I was glad I ran and kept the tradition alive. Hopefully next year I will be more prepared, and have my brother finish with me, because on Thanksgiving it is simply more fun to be together.
Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.