I ran a 10K (6.2 mile) race this morning, and I didn't finish last! Six people finished after me. I've really got to work on increasing my pace. It felt great to have people cheering for me as I crossed the finish line. This race is pretty casual, so the MC gets the crowd involved; he had them cheer for me. I swore I heard a spectator say, "Way to go, Jamie." I looked over at him, but I didn't recognize him.
That's all. I'm looking forward to my dessert tonight.