In early October, we drove down to Atlanta for me to run 13.1 Atlanta with my friend Anna. My parents met us there. For some reason, I really thought the race started at 7:13 (would make sense!). My dad dropped me off at Anna's house at dark thirty, and we headed to Oglethorpe for the race start. Anna had told me she was running a full marathon the following weekend, so she wouldn't be running very fast. I gave my parents a map of the course and wrote the times I expected to be at each mile split. I calculated 10 minute miles with a starting time of 7:13, so my parents could pick a spot to cheer us on. When we arrived at Oglethorpe, I realized I had no idea where I got that starting time. The race started at 7:00. The start was very slow. We even had to walk after crossing the starting line. Anna and I sped up to make up for our slow start. I don't think we ever slowed down. I finished the race in 2 hours 1 minute! Needless to say, my parents didn't even make it to the finish line in time. Part was my fault and part was the faulty directions they received to the MARTA station. Nonetheless, we had a great family weekend with much success on my part. As I am training, every race will be my last, but now, I am determined to finish one in less than two hours.
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