Sooooooooooooooooo, turns out those bathroom trips weren't nerves. That's right--I'm sick. Chills right now, possible fever, but it was an all right race, believe it or not. No PR, I must warn, but not far off my last time for an 8k. And BELIEVE ME--this wasn't a pretty race. I almost quit (seriously) after Mile 2. I felt HORRIBLE.<br><br>
But, I'm going to post more in a couple of hours, after I rest for a while. We didn't get home until, like, 4:00, because of other events that occurred, (just WAIT until you hear about that), and I just showered. So let me get settled, and I'll write all about my encounter with two individuals who might possibly change my running career forever.