Golden Calf

Ouch, my calves kill. It's because I ran a half-marathon on Sunday. I suppose I did it for the T-shirt. I might have collected pledges for the charity, but I wasn't sure if I was going to chicken out at the last minute. But I didn't, and it was fun. It was a little disconcerting to try to keep the pace of a sixty year old woman I was chasing the whole race. There seems to be some sort of sense of accomplishment that is outweighing that feeling though. Check out the results: http://www.roadraceresults.com/display-race-results.php?racename=2008-peterborough-y-half

It's rediculous how fast that dude finished.