17

degrees. That is how cold it was last Saturday when Andy and signed up for a 15K. That is 9.3 miles people in 17 degree weather. Man, I was really cold. As we started the race I looked at Andy's dad and told him that my shoes felt like they were too big and I was not sure why. Since he is the doctor and a brilliant man (and he really is) I thought that he would know why. Um, yeah it was because I could not feel my toes!!!! The race started at 8:30am and we did not get out of our car until 8:21. So you do the math. In 9 minutes my toes got so cold that I did not feel them again until mile 3. Scary. Needless to say it was not a fun and easy race. My dear, sweet husband had been sick for 2 weeks at that point and I did not even think that he was going to run the race. He decided to tough it out and ran. We had said that we really wanted to run faster than we had the year before but when we got to the start of the race we decided that we just wanted to finish and not worry about times. The cool part is that we both beat our time from last year! Yeah for us!!!! The other neat part is that we both lived to tell the story... did I mention that it was cold...