5K Adventures

Aaron, Blake, Liesel, and I ran a 5K today for Payson Strawberry Days. Correction - Aaron and I powerwalked it, though it wasn't very powerful. We were not dead last; we passed one guy with dizzy spells and his son, 3 small girls and their mom (they stopped to play in the sprinklers), one tiny Latin lady with short legs, two women who were walking buddies, and one girl from the fire station with weird pants. Yes, the competition was stiff, but we pressed on!

For all those considering it, walking a 5K while 8 months pregnant is very invigorating - particularly if you have a very encouraging husband who lets you hang on his shoulder during contractions and tells you how awesome you are for pushing yourself. However, it isn't the most comfortable thing in the world. Noah behaved himself during the race, but there were a few times I was grateful that the race route was so close to the American Fork Hospital. I am looking forward to the time when I can race carrying Noah in a stroller rather than in my belly.