Does this race make my butt look fast???

HAHAHA!  I saw this shirt the other night and thought it was hilarious!
I have so much to catch up on!  Since my last post back in March (tsk tsk), I made it to the Beach 2 Bay relay race! 
It was so much fun to get everyone together and to come together for something other than dinner and/or drinks.  Not that I am not all for that too, but it was a good to see us all get together for a more healthy cause. 
I was so nervous, I tried to keep up a strong face that I was ready - but I was not.  I don't think it really hit me that I was really going to do this until I got out of the truck at my drop off point.  Up to that point it was all about getting the right shorts, the shirt, the running bra, new shoes, ear buds, the right songs to listen to, and so on and so on.   Oh ya and it was POURING down rain! 
So I'm trying to pysch myself up and standing there watching all of the "professional racers" shiver in the rain and trying to shield themselves from the wind and rain behind porter pottys...I was praying for the announcement that the race is cancelled.
2 hours later, no announcement, all the made up stretches and copying the moves and preparedness of all the others standing around me.....Mom came through the check point with the baton.
CRAP....it's my turn.
At this point, I'm soaked, clothes are heavy, socks are squishy, I'm pissed off and still no announcement to save my ass from what I know will be pure humiliation and defeat.
How do I turn off that voice in my head that tells me nothing but "you can't do it".
For the first mile and a half, by this point the rain had stopped, Mom is walking with me....hang on - how does she do it?  She's already completed her 4miles, she's offered to walk with me for my 4miles, we're walking, I'm making it more miserable for both of us....and I can't keep up with her.  ugh
So now I'm focusing my anger on her to get me through it.  Sorry Mom - Love you!
By mile 2.5 I've started to get over myself and have decided not to quit - I ran every possible way to get myself out of finishing this, from exaggerate an injury to weighing how mad everyone else will be if I quit and would it be worth that sacrifice.
The time it took me to run all of that BS through my head I had made it to mile 3.    Everyone, but Wayne and Hailey, were there on the sidewalk to cheer me on!  Although they were all drinking beer, I decided not to hold that against them and use it for inspiration....there's beer at the end of the race!!
I honestly don't think I would have finished if they hadn't been there to push me further.  It really motivated me to see them there and know they were supporting me.
I couldn't believe it, shortly after that point, I started jogging.  Not for very long, but I had not done anything but walk before.  Even my "training" only consisited of walking and one slight incline that I jogged up just to get it over with.
Maybe the adrenaline or endorphines kicked in, but I would jogg a little bit and walk, then jog some more!
I jogged into my finish point and handed off to Hailey!
I didn't clock my time exactly, but it was around 1hr 10mins.  Everyone had a goal of about 45mins. 
 I was off, but I finished and that is good enough for me!