we roll six deep

All together, seven of us from the StoneSteppers ran the 10-miler in Grandville yesterday with six of us bringing home age-group awards. We roll so deep. I took first in my division in 1:15:24. I wanted to finish in 1:15 or faster, so I was happy with that...especially considering miles 5-7.5 were a fairly brutal series of uphill climbs, but nothing compared to the hills we'll face in the woods next weekend. This was a MR Races Series event, so I'm glad I placed and now have a first and second finish in the first two races of the season. Unfortunately, after the race I got really sick with some sort of intestinal bug, which meant no celebratory bacon cheeseburger for me. Anyway, the race part of the day was good and so was the five-hour round trip to Grandville. Highlights include Cora (age 66) singing along to Bone Crusher's Neva Scared and Damon's Ying Yang Twins impression. Then at lunch Cora asked Damon what the Kenyans eat to make them run so fast and Damon said, "HGH." He could be right, they don't exactly sanction distance running. Anyway, after I got home I just kinda laid low for the rest of the day and went to bed early, I felt that crappy.

This morning I ran a few miles before church and the went out to have that burger, as I was feeling much better. And Aunt Gwen made homemade rice krispy treats which I smashed like a champ. I am trying to enjoy a peaceful Sunday and realizing that I have plans for pretty much every weekend until the fall. My next few weekends are: trail half marathon, Cam's graduation, 25K Race, the surprise party, and the Bayshore 10K. It's nice because I always have something to look forward to during the week, but I feel like I never really rest during the weekends. Oh well, you can sleep when you're dead.

I'd like to end this post with a shout out to the best brother ever: MC Cammer. Even though you punch me for chips, try to convince me that dad's drunk, try and highlight my boyfriend's "unmanly" habits, and call me a butthead, I still love you. Even more than Chelsey. I hate that you would perceive any sort of favoritism on my blog and I think I can clear everything up with one simple word: Militant.