Anyone who knows me (or has been following this blog) knows that I love to eat. So naturally I keep signing up for the Pie race in our hometown every Thanksgiving morning. Not only does it give me an excuse to pig out even more at dinner, I go home from the run with not one. . .but TWO pies!
A 5K is totally different on your body than a marathon (obviously) but it’s also a lot differently mentally. Through the marathon you keep telling yourself slow and steady over and over again (or try not to die if you’re like me). But when you’re running a 5K, you don’t have 26.2 miles to cover. . .just 3.1! I ran the first 2 miles with Steve and we talked and then we passed mile 2 and I realized that I had one mile left. . and a ton of energy. So we split up and I picked up the pace! My last mile was almost 2 minutes faster than my first 2 and at the end I saw my grandparents cheering me on!
After the race (and trying a few bites of both the pumpkin pie and pumpkin cheesecake) we headed over to my grandmas for dinner. To have a healthier snack there I brought proscuitto wrapped asparagus (yummmm) and homemade cranberry applesauce! The main feast though is cooked completely by grandma (she’s a pro now) and was, as always, amazing!