That is my race time. I thought about writing a list of excuses as to why it is so slow, but taking a cue from Lisa I am instead going to write a thankful list:
I am thankful for my legs and my heart, for my body that works just fine and allowed me to run this race without any problem.
I am thankful for my fellow runners, especially the gentleman in his late seventies who beat me and the woman in the wheelchair whose children stood by the cheer her on.
I am thankful to the policemen, volunteers, and homeowners who came out to cheer for the runners. Though, there was one very loud man who decided to preach to us from his doorstep, "You can't run from your sins!!"
I am thankful for the three people who met me at the finish line, my husband (who made it all possible) and my children.
I am thankful for my city and this beautiful free garden which serves as my children's school room.
I am thankful for the folks who supplied us with snacks and water and, in true Southern style, chips and salsa after the race.
I am thankful for the wind gusts, hills, and 40 degree weather and for the way my legs muscles seems to freeze up in every single race. I'm lying.
I am thankful that we don't just get fall color in the trees, but this as well (in November!):
I thank God that it is over.
And today, especially I am so thankful for my father and my grandfathers and for everyone else who has served for our country.