success

 

It was only a 5K.  But I finished.  And I wasn’t last…not even in my age group.  :)  For uncoordinated, non-athletic me, often called “Grace”  because of my klutziness, it is an accomplishment.  This may help clarify why finishing means so much.  (No paying to see…but no one came to watch, either.)

Enjoy your Saturday!