The race was very hilly. I think the first hill was over half a mile long. There was another wicked hill towards the end of the race. And lots of little hills interspersed.
I never thought I'd win. A female passed me and took the lead a mile in. She seemed strong and I couldn't seem to catch her. It wasn't until the last mile when she seemed to slow down just a tad, that I got the opportunity to pass her again. I was so tired at that point that I figured she would just pass me again before it was all over. I am not accustomed to winning. This was a VERY small race. The previous year, had I run it, I would not have been first. With the heat and the hills, my time was slow. I got lucky.
I won the above pictured light box. It says first female on the other side. You fill it with Christmas lights. I've also seen them filled with tissue paper. It was fun to win something different than a trophy. I also got a watermelon door prize.
Two weeks after this, I ran a 5K at the beach on the 4th. I ran poorly and was disappointed with my time. But I knew it was a good speed workout, so no regrets in running that day.
That's the thing about racing. You just never know what will happen. Maybe that's what keeps so many going back for more.