Starting a race at midnight definitely makes you feel like you can't get out of the twilight zone for a couple days. It's like jogging into the land of Jetlag...and getting lost ;)
Thankful for another good workout in the bank (or hay barn) & more baby steps toward fitness and also mature racing. It was also particularly fun because it was the first time I've made $$ as a profesh athlete.
Pilot Flying J sponsored the race - thanks! A few pics...
my man! xo (we sort of look like we should be asleep - haha) |
dad's helpful words right before the start = "I'd like to see you negative split..." |
wheelchair race w/ background of Pigeon Forge's "neon jungle" (surprisingly hoppin' at the midnight hour! ha) |
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