Last weekend (the 11th) I

Last weekend (the 11th) I shot some photos at the RRCA National Convention Awards Banquet. They came out ok — not fantastic, but well enough that I’m not totally embarassed. As I was going around taking photos of people at the different tables, one guy decided to take a photo of me. I was very amused, and even more so this morning when I found out that he emailed it to me! Runners are funny, awesome people.

In other big running news, I ran yesterday! Yes, me, Sarah — I ran. After I halfheartedly tried and failed to put together a relay team for yesterday’s Seabrook Marathon, Buzz talked me into running the second lap with her. (She was doing the full as a training run. She’s training for a 50K.) It was the first time I’d run since before Patagonia, and the only reason I agreed to go with her was that I needed something to get me going again. I used to run with Buzz fairly regularly, but she has gotten much, much faster than me since she’s basically constantly in training for some long-distance event. I slowed her down quite a bit on her second lap, but she said she didn’t mind, so…
I must admit that I didn’t run the entire lap. There’s one short out-and-back section on the way back to the start/finish line, and I let Buzz do that herself while I took an extended walking break. But all in all, I did about 6 miles with her in 1:12. Slow, sure, but at least I did it. And in less-than-ideal weather; it wasn’t too hot, but it was humid enough to leave me looking like I’d jumped in a pool!
It was nice to be out there with runners again. I saw Steve, Holden, and my coworker Darrin doing the full, Michelle doing the half, and Keith doing a leg of the relay. I missed David and Jacklyn (didn’t realize they were there). I left pretty quickly after finishing my lap with Buzz due to a combination of being a bit overheated and the fact that I didn’t end up doing photos after all, so I’m sorry that I didn’t get to talk to any of the HRBers more extensively than my “Go Steve,” “Go Holden,” and “Go Keith” calls as I passed each of them.
I’m a bit sore today. But a good sore. I gotta start running again.
Other than running, it was a pretty tame weekend. Soccer on Saturday, where we lost miserably, mainly because our regular goalie wasn’t there and none of the rest of us can play keeper worth a darn. Yesterday afternoon I made it to the last day of the rodeo with Jose, Jen, Becca, and Cari. Jose and Jen and I went early enough to ride the carnival rides — one that left us hanging upside down with a mean head rush, then bumper cars, then the dungeon drop, then something that spun and pinned you to the wall and made me want to puke, and finally the ferris wheel. Fun, fun.
And later this week we all go to Tahoe!