So I am in Utah for 6 weeks for Chris's rotation at the Moran Eye Center, I haven't written a journal update because we have been so busy with family. I had to write this one event down so I wouldn't forget it. So when we signed up for this race I thought to myself, "I'm going to win." Not only because it is fun to win, but because there were prizes for the first place finisher. Race day came and I was wearing the black and pink shirt they gave us with a sparkly headband. I was stretching and talking to some of the other girls I knew. The woman who put the signs up for the 5K was explaining the directions saying, "When you get to the cone turn around then make your first left..." Meanwhile I had my earbuds in not paying attention to anything she was saying. I thought why listen when the signs are going to be placed around the block showing us where to go? I was wrong. As the gun was shot, I took off--first one of the girls. I was huffing and puffing up the big hill and took a glance behind me, and I was a good thirty seconds away from the first girl. I got to the top of the hill where the water station was and some workers were at the table. The sign said right but I thought I remembered that I needed to turn around at this point. So I asked them. They said I am not sure but I would follow the sign. I was going to wait for the other girl behind me to catch up but I was like nah I'm not letting her catch up to me. So I booked it down the hill and before you know it I was on mile 2, a couple of minutes in front of the other girls. I looked behind me and no one was in sight! The sign said to go straight but it was the opposite direction of where we started the race. Turns out the ladies told me the wrong way, so I led the whole 5K group astray! I guess I should have paid more attention, but who would have thought? So I go a back way and end up running 4.5 miles. I am middle to last finisher, coming behind my mom. They were like where were you!? She followed me as well, but took the first right and cut over instead while I was still following the signs, the signs for the half marathon! Well let's just say I blowed some steam at the lady telling her to organize this better, but I still got my prize even though my miles were 10 min paces (I took several breaks to see where everyone was!)
Chris and I went to Park City this weekend to get a way and celebrate his rotation! He did such a good job this month and I am so proud of him. Waking up at 6 o' clock and not getting home until 9 is tough. I can't believe residency is going to be like this but we will make the most of it. Play hard and work hard. So we decided to go mountain biking. It was a pretty tough course for a beginner, and extremely crowded! I need to learn to get enough speed to go over random things in the small dirt trail...branches, rocks, small rodents, etc. After the bike ride we went to downtown PC where we ate at my mom and dad's first date restaurant they went to. Pizza and Pasta! Now the weekend is over and Chris is sleeping, he deserves it :)
Love,
Cameryn