Notes
eff. this was conference. the first mile was alright, but i kept having the feeling that i've gone faster before and should be able to go faster now. i lost Courtney at the 1mi mark. the next mile was a fight, doing strides to get to a group, then settling. LOTS of drafting, except for the one, long stretch when i got stuck in no man's land. i got back to Courtney after the 2mi mark and kept the striding thing going. i could push more at each stretch and pray to hold onto that. i sprinted out the last 400, making me gasp/swine for air (i was making a weird noise) until i finished, where i gagged a lot and drooled out a lot of spit. classy, right? i got wind burn or sunburn bad on my face and i feel dead and exhausted. although this race was not ideal, i know i gave all that i could give that day and tried to support my team as best i could <3. i'm proud of my Lady Saints and of the gent's team, winning 1st!