



The 6th annual Lewis McManus 5K was last Saturday. This race marked my 6th anniversary of running races. 6 years ago at this time I had been running for 6 months. I was only running 1-3 days a week, because every time I ran it would take me a few days to recover enough just to be able to walk around normally. I had no idea what to expect at that 1st race. I was afraid that I would embarrass myself. I was afraid that I would finish last. I didn't tell anybody that I was going to run the race, not even my family. I only told my wife on the morning of the race, because I had to tell her why I was getting up so early on a Saturday morning. Well I didn't embarrass myself. I didn't finish last. The people were so nice.I was hooked.
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