Not That It Was a Competition!

OK, so it totally wasn't a competition. And if you make all things equal, Tyson beat me. But because all things weren't equal....I BEAT HIM! Not that it matters.


So, anyway, Tyson and I ran a 5K on Saturday. Here's why it wasn't equal:

1. I've been training for 7 months
2. Tyson's been training for 5 weeks
3. When I had been training for 5 weeks I wasn't even running 1/2 of a 5K in a row

So, I have to admit, Tyson is my hero. He's never really run in his life, and here he is, 5 weeks into it, running 4-5 miles a night and registering for a 5K. He would have beat me by a mile, literally, had you put us both at 5 weeks of training in a head-to-head. And still, I only beat him by less than 10 seconds.


Tyson ran the race in 28:07 and was 13th in his age group, 54 out of 82 overall. He's amazing for how long he's been running! So runnercard has my time as 28:00, but as I ran across the finish line, I looked at the official clock which said 27:55. I know 5 seconds doesn't matter, but when you hate running as much as I do, 5 seconds does matter. I'm claiming the 27:55. I was 7th in my age group and 28th out of 105 overall in the women's.


What I can't believe is that Tyson can run so much, so soon, and is losing weight and loving it. I have been running for much longer, not losing weight, and hating every minute of it. OK, not every minute. I do enjoy the 15 minutes after a run when it's over and I have that sense of accomplishment. Then I start to think about the fact that I have to do it again, and I hate it again until the next run is over. This is why I have to gloat. I need something! Deep down inside, though, I know that Tyson is the real winner!