Battling the effects of an injury-plagued Spring, I "competed" in my first 5K race on Friday evening. It was a fundraiser for our downtown YMCA.
24 minutes, 47 seconds, 3.1 miles and easily a Top 50 finish in a race of easily 55 runners.
Mr. O and his mom attended to offer their support, cheer on some colleagues from work and to visit the ducks in the park. And, while clearly very proud of his Pop, in O's book, the ducks won the night waddling away.
As it was a race for a cause, prizes were limited for Top 50 finishers. I received a nice T-shirt, a cool number I can hang on all my shirts from now on, a bottle of water, a banana I passed up and 3 superdelegates.
UPDATE: The official results are in. I finished 22nd out of 61 men. 37th out of 143 overall. I can live with that.