So I've been wearing my Kings Park 15K sweatshirt around this weekend because it's red, white, and blue and it occurred to me that I never wrote a post on the race.
Back on March 16, I rolled up to Kings Park to basically pay to do my long run. I had finished the Caumsett 50K two weeks before, my legs were dead, and a "scenic, hilly 9.3 mile run through the beautiful and challenging roads of Kings Park" sounded like a great way to get off my ass.
Did I mention my legs were dead?
March 2013 was a lot colder than previous Marches and as you can see from my delightfully patriotic outfit, long sleeves, gloves, and pants were necessary. Not really my ideal running conditions.
I also assumed that there would be more than one porta-potty on the course so I didn't go before the race started. And I regretted it for over 8 miles.
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| I was such a chunkster! |
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