If you've never been out to Bethesda, you really must. Founded in 1740, it is a gorgeous 650+ acre campus lined with beautiful majestic oak trees. I used to confuse it all the time with Wormsloe. With gorgeous scenic views, we chose this area to have our family photos taken 2 years ago. The race benefited The Women's Board of Bethesda. Their purpose is to enrich and improve the lives of the boys at Bethesda. It began as an orphanage in its commencement for boys, but now operates as a private boys' school. It has a rich history, as does much of Savannah, and is on the US National Register of Historic Places. And so now you know...boom!
Now on to the race - My hands felt like ice blocks! I kept looking at them to see if I was suffering from frostbite. I need my hands to eat. I need my hands to wipe my butt. Yes, a little dramatic, but concerns that ran through my mind. My eyes would not stop watering and my nose was just a dripping faucet. I had this terrible thought that a photographer would snap a photo of me blowing snot bubbles out of my nose (when I wasn't thinking about frostbitten hands)! Now that's talent - and I'm exaggerating folks...although that would be cool. I would totally make that my Facebook picture. I digress.
We ran on a little pavement, but mostly on trails littered with land mines composed of dried mounds of cow poo. Another big fear was to trip and land smack into the middle of one of these cow dung obstacles. Luckily, that didn't happen either. However, it would've made for a great story! I heard a cow "moo" us on and the ladies at Bethesda cheered and made some awesome signs for us!
Overall, it was a great run! I love seeing familiar faces in the running community. I felt great after the run. It's strange, but I'm starting to feel this competitiveness rising out of me. It's screaming faster! Faster! This lil annoying voice gets to me every time and I don't know how to block it out. Part of me struggles with wanting to give it everything I've got and part of me is like - dude, relax. You almost dipped your Mizunos in cow shit. I'm curious to see how my next few runs go and if I'll have to fight these demons in my head.
Another cool thing about the race is that they had a board for runners to write out our new year's resolutions. Just as I walked up to it, a lady had just finished writing, "Yell Less. Run More." I was stupefied. I was totally going to write the same thing - verbatim. I wanted to reach out to her and scream "jinks" or "twinsies", but for fear of being looked upon as crazy, I did neither. So instead I wrote, "Travel more. Run those destinations." And I plan on it.
Click here for the cool video they put together of the race. Michael's in it!