for once, it's NOT all about me...

since i have been doing a whole lot of nothing lately...and by nothing i mean expanding my waistline by eating everything in sight and finding every excuse i have to not run...i need to talk about how fantastic the hubs is.

yesterday, in honor of 9/11, he ran the fort 2 base run. it was 10 nautical miles, which equals 11.5 miles.

the hubs is a very fit guy...
he did a 6 year stint in the marines and was in the best shape of his life.
he runs at least twice a week, has completed p90x, and has run numerous races with me. he is MUCH faster.

this race appealed to him because it started and finished on military bases - fort sheridan in highland park and great lakes naval base in north chicago.

he said he started off with the 8:30 pace group and the first 5 miles were easy peasy.
he then said, he contemplated dying during the next 6 miles. (coming from a man who has not run more than 5 miles in YEARS, so i don't recommend his training plan...)

after stopping to walk only for a few seconds, he plowed towards the boy and i, who were waiting in front of the finish line. he looked completely and utterly spent.

he finished in 1:54 and i couldn't have been more proud of him.

every runner got a super snazzy dog tag medal with a round navy medallion. and their race bibs were camouflage and had every runners name on it. 

 

 

for those that are wondering, the hubs only runs in vibram five finger shoes.
i am incredibly creeped out by the fact that he can wiggle all 5 toes at once in them, but he cannot say enough good things about them. they have completely changed the way he runs and he has little to no soreness after his usual 5 mile runs...


i am so happy that he completed his longest race to date...even if it means he has been like this all day...

he is hobbling around the house like a 150 year old man...but the craziest thing? the one part of his body that doesn't hurt...his calves. which i think is due to him wearing his cep sleeves during the race. gosh i love compression gear!

even though this was his first long distance run, he was a bit bummed he had to stop to walk a couple times.
DUDE, if i was out there??? i would still be on the damn course, sprawled out and crying in pain. 


great job hubby!!
and if you complain one more time about how achy you are, i will kick you in the kneecap. 
i kid, i kid...