Polar Bear 5K 1/29

It may have been the most horrible run ever. Not because it was cold. Not because it was snowing. Not because it was slippery.

Because I still had a cold. Two minutes after I finished, my throat started burning. My throat has never created me so much pain in my life. It tasted terrible, sort of like blood and a bunch of other nasty things I can't seem to determine.

I got a 27:31 which is not even close to my PR, but I'm glad I didn't push myself any harder. Who knows how long my throat would be burning if I had.

I am just thankful they had Biggby after the race. The hot chocolate really helped my throat feel better.

And this is how terrible I looked:

But Sunday night made up for everything :)