6.2 aka 10K

Today I ran my first real race. the Ukrops Monument Ave. 10K in Richmond, VA. I'm pretty proud of myself, I gotta say. My goal was to run it without stopping to walk. Not so lofty, I admit..but I was starting from scratch. Well, sorta..not so scratch as in I work out maybe 2-3 days a week, but definitely wasn't doing any running. So, I ran it faster than I expected 1:01:40. That's just under a 10 min. mile. So, yay me! It was SOOO easy today! Boy, people weren't kidding when they said the "adrenaline" would carry me through. Although, I didn't feel any real "surge" of sorts (as in like bungee jumping adrenaline), it really was a piece of cake to run the 6.2 miles. I felt like I could have done another 2-3 miles. I type this into space to prove to myself come September that I am/should be able to run the VA 10-miler. (in Lynchburg- aka the HILL CITY). zoikes! That's the only part that scares me...the hills! Today's race was nice and flat. like me..haha!
Ok, I apoligize..I'm writing this 1 1/2 margarita's in. Yes, that's roughly 50 grams of sugar and I'm not sure how many calories. Hmm, I'm getting the feeling this post/blog is quasi Bridget's Jones Diary. (ie, keeping track of calories consumed, weight and cigarette's smoked) But without the cigarette's.
Meanwhile, at the Hill house, Caleb and Leon are watching March Madness bball (and have been for like 5 hours, Em is eating a slice of processed cheese while staying up way too late, and me doing (this), making drinks, making/eating junk food and cleaning random dishes thanks to my obsession with having no dirty dishes.
Dara oooouuut (think Ryan Seacrest seasons 2-8 or so of AI)

This picture is me and my cousin, Kelly, who ran the race with me and the 37,000 other people.