Now, that I had done one 10K race, no need to wait too long to do another one. So, I waited one week and Fay and I were off to the Martian Invasion in Dearborn. This race had no alcohol, which was a bummer, but it did have creepy blow-up martians lining the race course that were oddly reminiscent of the old Region F Jaycees days.
The piece de resistance of this race - chocolate milk at the finish line!
Oddly underestimating how tired I would be from this, I signed up for the 1 mile Big Heart, Big House race with Tom and Sophia. Thunderstorms and a sleepy baby forced an early morning call to Fay to come with me! We had our best mile time thus far, under 14:30. We both think it was due to the fact that we just wanted to get the hell out of there and pass out! Finishing on the 50-yard line of the Big House was cool however!
Lessons learned from this weekend of races: 1) One race per weekend is probably enough; 2) We are suckers for any races that give us finisher medals and 3) races with alcohol really improve our mood, but not our time!