Krazy KARMA

What kinda OF KARMA do I emit to attracts the crazies!!!???.... I mean really.... who else has someone jump on the track in front of them, TRYING TO STOP THEM, in the middle of a race?

SO I arrive in Tom’s River NJ this am for the USATF NJ Indoor Track and Field Championships. The goal was to see how my training was progressing and to obtain some points for my Philly Masters Track & Field Club.

On arrival I was kinda intrigued by the whole Saran Wrapped looking indoor track... but kinda freaked about the vacuumed sealed rotating doors that made your ears pop...

I love track meets.... unlike road races where you can usually only see the runners start and end.. in track you can see every painful mile... I had hoped to run the 3,000 & 1,500 meter races.. however a slight twinge in the shin caused me to ditch the 1,500.

Prior to the start of the women’s race I was talking to a lady who made mention that she had recently been to France and raced the 3,000 meter there.. WTF!..I think my eyeballs did that bug eyed check her out thing... her jacket said USA.. and then her singlet said USA.. So I am wondering is this gal on Team USA.. ??? and if so WTF she doing here? I never did ask her as we had to line up.

So we line up with a number on the right hip, a number on the left hip, then a number on the left front shoulder and then also our race number on our chest... little excessive don’t you think...??... I am guessing this is to ensure that if one of our body parts goes flying off in the race they will know who it belongs too.. jeez..

We are lined up.. in order according to our race numbers.. I am #7.. Ms. USA is #8... I try to make small talk... she tells me to move down... I look to my left.. thinking move down where..??... we are all crammed up as is..if I move down anymore I will BE my next competitor... .. I guess Ms. USA is either nervous, had too much caffeine or is on speed... she starts to push herself closer to me in order to... I don’t know ...occupy the same space as me..(BACK UP JACKSON).... I mean if this chick is as fast as she lets on.. why worry about losing 3 seconds at the start..

BANG off we go.. and MS. USA dang near took me out.. thankfully I am a big girl.. not like titanic big... but like tall and I do have more meat on me than she.. so I am not ruffled but I did feel bad for the couple gals behind us... as they got pushed far back...Ms. USA and the other open runner gals (under 30 years old) stampeded out front...

It didn’t take long to realize I had completed the first lap too fast... and was in oxygen debt.... CRAZY ...coming around the track and seeing 14 laps to go... then 13..12 and so on... so I believe it was 15 laps around that indoor track for the 3,000 meter.. talk about thinking yourself a hamster on a wheel.. jeez us... I don’t know what is mentally worse... getting lapped by the leaders a couple times or the fact that each time you went around you still saw those high laps left..

But nothing prepared me for the freak woman who jumped on the track half way through the race to try and stop me... OK.. let me explain something first... the long jumpers had to utilize part of the track.. the back corner... but they were timing their run and jumps around us and things were working out quite well. I guess when you have limited space you make due .. but either case no problems... but in the middle of our women’s 3000 meter race ... a spectator.... gets on the track stands RIGHT IN THE WAY of me in my lane ARM OUT yelling stop... . Long Jumpers are competing...

We are in the MIDDLE OF A RACE!!!!...the two seconds that it registered that she was there and the two steps to the right to go around her and the two steps back I am sure didn’t cause me much time loss but the wondering what the h-ll she was doing on the track and what was going on sure did rattle me...

Afterwards I asked the guys who were watching what the hell was that.. they said some very interesting words about her.. they were in utter disbelief of the whole situation .. I am sure glad she didn’t try and grab my arm and wrestle me to the ground. .. !! SO I ASK.. WHY does this freaky stuff happen to me!

As I came around the track again I noticed that crazy woman was now off the track and I thought I saw officials talking to her... I sighed a breath of relief...

Half way through my thousand laps ..I clocked 6 minutes and 26 seconds.. I was thrilled.. and then I got lazy.. I just didn’t pick it up.. I must have been daydreaming.. because the goal was to clear 14 minutes... and well when I hit the last lap I had to freaking sprint in order to try to do so... I ended at 14.03... a few seconds short of my goal..but still pleased.. not my best 3000 time but under the circumstance I will take it!

The other girl in my age group.. she had to be an elite.. she ran the 3,000 in 11 seconds and something that’s like a little under a 6 minute pace.. H_LL I can't run one mile at that YET.. let alone two... So I will take second place with pride!...

So after the race Ms. USA comes over to me and said I looked good.. (oh yeah.. thanks honey.. I am sure I looked good the three times you LAPPED ME!!).. tee hee...

Starve to Death

I am sitting here at work with my coffee and an apple.. HOW UTTERLY BORING is that!!! ...I am trying to behave… dreaming of a French pastry or nice cinnamon scone… sigh… its that time of year (in March) that I have to drop the extra 5 pounds that I carry in the winter to keep me warm.. OH YEAH… it’s a great excuse (carrying an extra 5) to be able to eat what I want and so on through the holidays.. but now it's time to get serious…

GOTTA be able to run like a cheetah come spring… I think I may starve to death…. this will not go well… I AM MOST CERTAINLY SURE I WILL STARVE TO DEATH..!!

Whinny girl… NO cheese steaks tonight… Cutting back overall… SIGH

GOOD to be KING

Wendy GOT THE BABY in the king cake!!!!! Good luck for a year!!!!.... (or does that mean I will get pregnant??) Yikes!!!

For those who have NO IDEA what a king cake is… here is a bit of history I googled..(I crossed out the part where I am suppose to bring a King Cake to the next party or gathering… and added my own comments in red…)

The New Orleans tradition, begun in the 1870s, borrows heavily from European customs. As part of the celebration of Mardi Gras, it is traditional to bake an oval cake in honor of the three kings - the King Cake. The shape of a King Cake symbolizes the unity of faiths. Each cake is decorated in the traditional Mardi Gras colors: purple represents justice, green represents faith and gold represents power. A small baby, symbolizing the baby Jesus, is baked into each cake.

In New Orleans, King Cake parties are held throughout the Mardi Gras season. In offices, classrooms, and homes throughout the city, King Cakes are sliced and enjoyed by all. Like the biblical story, the "search for the baby" adds excitement, as each person waits to see in whose slice of cake the baby will be discovered. While custom holds that the person who finds the baby in their slice will be rewarded with good luck, that person is also traditionally responsible for bringing the King Cake to the next party or gathering and is KING for the year. The traditional King Cake is made from twisted strands of cinnamon dough, topped with icing, and sprinkled with purple, green, and gold colored sugar. Today, many additional varieties of King Cake are also available,with fillings such as cream cheese, strawberry, apple, and lemon.

So what to give up for Lent?..... I thought I have about given up every bad vice I have but come to light I should give up Cheesesteaks .. yes.. THANK GOODNESS I did not say Coffee!!! It's good to be KING!.... Of course a couple of my dear friends told me to hold an aspirin between my legs to prevent pregnancy just to be sure.. HUH?.... Oh and this baby is KINDA CREEPY... yikes........

Junk in trunk?

HARDY HAR HAR… well you all will have a field day with this..

Today at work... well... I didnt realize that between the time I put my pants on at home this am... and well POTTY TIME at work... .. that well.. my zipper was broken... stuck.. STAGNANT.. UNMOVING... THE D-MN ZIPPER WONT LET ME OUT OF MY PANTS!!!!....

HMMM.. dilemma… so what to????..... maybe try and shimmy them down...??... wrestle.. wrestle… pull.. pull.. GRRR… NOPE… not stretchy material.. no way getting that over that... STUCK IN PANTS… WTF... NO WAY OUT… I am stuck with the JUNK IN THE TRUNK!!!!!

I resound to the fact that I will just have to wait until I get home.. I can hold it for another 3 hours or so... then I will just cut the blasted pants off... !!!.....SNIP SNIP!

So why when you FEEL trapped that all of a sudden the urge magnifies... and you really really HAVE TO GO... so I bring up this issue to gal here at work.. she says.. here is a needle and thread try again… HMM.. ok… so back to facilities.. try to unzip.. pull .. pull.. grr… yikes… nothing.. it ain't going no where… R-I-P-P-P-PPP…

Well I didn't completely rip the pants zipper and so I am good now.. I guess.... Perhaps Friday nights should be salad night?

Chase the Rabbit

Laying here, feet propped up in order to redistribute the blood flow correctly and to stop the pulsating throbbing in the leggies... wondering if going to bed at 5pm is too early...

Joe and I had our “long run” today.. . we knew after yesterdays quick 6 miler and the subsequent 2 hour MTB adventure ...not to expect too much... but boy was that an overstatement....half way through our 10 mile run...there is a hill ...a real ugly type hill... one of those really LONG seems like FOREVER hills...well today I was feeling a little "Off" and I promised myself that if I made it up “Suicide Hill”... if I ran the whole freaking way up it... that I would stop at the top ...for just a second...to rest-tee-po a bit..

Although my first thought was of throwing myself on the ground to see if when Joe caught up to me if he would step on me or over me ..... so after reaching the pinnacle of that hateful hill I stopped for a few seconds and took a glance behind me.. YES.. still no Joe...

See this run was called Chase the Rabbit Run.. and I (being the rabbit) would start off 3 minutes ahead of Joe and see how long it took for him to catch me... seeing that he was nowhere in sight I was pleasantly pleased with myself... and I motored on... EWE.. ..things were getting tough.. the body was feeling a bit downright NASTY.... so I had to walk a bit in mile 7... checking behind me.. still no Joe... YES...

And then I had to call it quits at mile 8... I SO TOTALLY justified that I had done enough running and that was that... and was quite pleased with myself until the machine (who started 15 minutes behind me not 3 minutes) passed me as I was walking..

GRRR...he went on to finish the 10 miler at a race pace.. JEEZ US.. what did he have for breakfast!!! ....I am still contemplating the 5pm bedtime... LIFE IS GOOD!

Mudd Fest

Well …..we woke up bruised and battered from our fun, relaxing MTB (Mountain Bike) ride yesterday.

Yeah, I was EXHAUSTED... thrown off bike twice… Joe flipped off bike too... traction was awful... I want to say fun ride.. and it was…but what a mud fest…you should have seen Joe's flip.. he attempted to go over a rather LARGE log…. jumping it with the bike.. um the bike stopped but he didnt.. he did like a midair dive tuck forward roll.. I guess all that Karate he took as a kid paid off... clap… clap.. clap…. …9.5…9….9.5….perfect 10… yahoo..

My first catapult happened when the back wheel totally slipped out from under me in the mud as I was sailing down a small hill and I went flying off to the left without my bike… I ended up on my back looking up at the sky, with Jill (the gal riding behind me) looking down at me… “You alright” she said…. “UM YEAH”.. I picked myself up out of the mud and back on bike… onward… second time same thing, fly off to left, Jill look down at me.. ... poor Jill... to my credit I did very successfully maneuvered… thank you very much…. a rather tricky fast down turn without ejecting myself from the bike… ME NO FALL, NO EJECT, NO HIT TREE.. VERY NICE!

Perhaps it is the pin legs but I just cant get up those hills on the blasted bike.. check out this elevation …
Today is back to running… its Chase the Rabbit day… It’s our long run and me the slow poke will start a few minutes before Joe and see what mile I get to before he catches me… I do have an advantage….shame you have all those bruises from MTB Joe… I am thinking I will get to mile 6 by the time he catches me…

Salt Lick

OMG I am like a giant salt lick now... NaCl.. Sodium Chloride...I accidentally opened the wrong side of the salt shaker on top of the cheese fries.. now not only did we have cheese steaks and cheese fries they are now smothered in salt... 900 calories for the cheese steak... 870 calories for the cheese fries.....I THINK I AM GOING TO DIE....

Excerpt taken from the web:
Running and diet. Running does not increase appetite. In fact,exercise tends to diminish it, acting as a suppressant. "For better running, watch what you eat and when you eat it," is the advice of the Running with George web page. Runners pay close attention to their diets, as most runners try to maintain a balanced diet that is low in fat.

What part of bullsh-t is this.

Cheese Steak Night

Tonight is.. Cheese steak night...

YES!!!... YES!!!!...
YES!!!!!!....

We allot at least one night a week to go "WILD"... to purge all nutritional and rational thoughts out the window! .... To throw chance to the wind.. to P-I-G.. O-U-T.....no matter how bad something is you can usually gain something from it.. RIGHT??...

"Man... did u see that new VS catalog...that will stop anyone from eating"...SIGH...... Spring is coming....Cheese steak night may have to go bi-weekly...

HOOKING

A term used in road biking and can be applied to mountain biking....on Sunday, Joe and I met up with a few fellow mountain bikers in order to have a nice leisurely trail ride... to clear out "the engines"….

Well I do believe Mr. Mastripolito should be flagged for unsportsmanlike conduct… SEE...I was minding my OWN business, following the group... humming with the birds and bees... in complete eurphoria from lack of oxygen (JEEZ US what gear did I have the bike in up that last hill!!!!)...and I accidentally hooked his back tire.... somehow..... (he says I was trying to pass him).. . and well he SOMEHOW managed to keep my tire attached to his tire as we rode and then he made some sort of "fancy maneuver" that sent ME and my bike screaming to the right into the woods, barely missing a tree thank you very much..and off he went …B_STARD....!!! hmmm.

SOO... I brought this up to the group.. what this maneuver could be.. and they said it's called hooking.. .. it's usually an automatic red card in road bike racing since the goal is to get the recipient to hit the deck hard...interesting... hmm.. so playing dirty now are we… ?!

I wonder what the term is when you ride up next to someone and extending your leg with force into their side?

I am SOO getting me a full face helmet…

World's End?

I have concluded that either it’s ...the lack of oxygen from being further up north.. or it’s something in the smog... that makes people CRAZY here on the East Coast.... Not only are MOST East Coast people work-a-holics.. they drive like they are going to put out a fire....

I mean today is President’s Day.. so you think light traffic..??… Right? WRONG!...in the span of the 30 minutes it took me to drive to work.. I was almost run INTO twice.. I was tailgated by someone who looked like they had WAY too much coffee..( and yes I was going the speed limit..)… and then there was the OH I am MUCH more important that you person… who decided that he could talk on his cell phone, read the paper and drive like he was the only person on the road... so you think.. ok...well maybe people are just a bit hyped up for whatever reason…their valentine’s day sucked… the economy sucks… they suck…who knows.. but when does it stop????!!!

Joe and I almost get run over EVERY time we go out for a run on PA roads.. for a number of reasons..

1. The roads just don’t have sides/ shoulders wide enough to allocate any space for runners, bikers, and or anything else of the sort.. (so what part of trying to promote healthy living and lifestyles is PA promoting??) and
2. People are too consumed with themselves and driving as FAST as they can to do whatever they are doing.. is it an ego thing? A power thing?
   

So this past weekend Joe and I...like usual... go out for our weekend runs.. dodging cars and trucks that are EXCEEDING the speed limit.. "What part of 35 mph do you NOT understand A-shole.??!"...we try to stick to back roads (they are suppose to have less traffic)… but now a lot of people are using these back roads to get to their destinations FASTER… and on Sunday am the people coming out of the local church lots ...YIKES!!!... I am a church goer too but the point of them going to church was.. what?!.... I know that's wrong to say ...but come on... slow down.. not only on the road but living your life..why rush things!?.. is not the end result the same but how you get there what is important??!

Then there is the whole.. crappy roads issues.. PA roads JUST SUCK.. I know for bikers it’s REAL BAD... at least running you can leap the pot holes... but trying to avoiding them going 20 mph on a bike…that just dangerous… then there is the whole salt/gravel on the side of the road issues… it's starting to pile up.. mimicking piles of sand… if that doesn’t make it rough running.. and a death trap for bikers.. oh yeah.. jump the potholes, run through salt… which of course ends up in the shoes.. fun .. fun…

ALAS...those are my ramblings … I guess it could be worse… we could live in Taiwan..…

MTB

Gearing Up ....for some MTB today with my new SUPER COOL mountain biking helmet that Santa brought me. Joe and I will be meeting "Admiral" Tony and team for some fun and adventure. Trying to understand why it's in the 20's when it was so lovely last week.. oh yeah it's only February. Sigh...

...aint this the COOLEST helmet ever!!!! (no nasty comments!)

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY

Some Valentine's Day Snow.. go figure... Finally took down the outside Christmas Tree lights (yeah I know) about time since its almost March...got a run in.. took a nap.. life is good... HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!

Friday the 13th

Depressing…

1. The PA State Snowshoe Championship tomorrow is now a trail run… no snow….(sigh)….do we drive the 2 hours to run a trail run?..... (double sigh)...
2. Someone sent everyone in my hotmail address book spam....(triple sigh)…So I had to delete my entire email contact list just to be sure… (quadruple sigh)
3. I spent two weeks working on a super cool Valentine's present for my sweetie ..and it came out WRONG. ..(quadrillion sighs)…

I guess things could be worse.. It could be Friday the 13th……

"Face it, you're screwed. Today is Friday the 13th — the unluckiest day on the calendar — so try not to crash your car, fall down a flight of stairs, set yourself on fire, or do anything else that might compromise your well-being. And for God's sake, stay away from men in hockey masks. "(from Time.com article by By CLAIRE SUDDATH Friday, Feb. 13, 2009)

Passwords

I hate passwords…..UGH GRRR… on the internet it appears everything from shopping, logging into a club, or accessing medical benefits is passworded…..it’s great for security... but HOW the HECK are you suppose to remember all the different user names and passwords!??? ....This blog has a password, my email has a password, facebook has a password, each of the clubs I am in are passworded… just to open my computer at work is passworded… the screen saver is passworded… to get to my college papers is passworded..

.. and the fact you are suppose to make up a different passwords for each thing, and make the passwords difficult....do they not understand I can’t even remember what I had for breakfast let alone a K-Trillion user names and passwords.. !!!

I guess what brought this to light is I was trying to access my health benefits online and it’s passworded.. so I put in my user id and supposed password.. and NO.. not valid.. so I try another password.. NOPE.. and then another.. NADDA....so frustrated..I then try again.. AND.. over three times you lose.. LOCKS ME OUT.>>>AAHHHHHHH

So I have to totally go out and clear the temp files… and try again… and by now my heart rate is up.. my stress level is up.. so I am in real need of accessing my health benefits.. .now I have to email the administrator to find out my password… so then.. I wait… nothing.. no email from administrator.. more waiting.. still none.. so WTF now!…

I finally get a hold of a LIVE person and find out why I am not getting email with the password (that I forgot) is because I have a block on my email account for this particular website.. NOW HOW THE HECK DID THAT HAPPEN…!!!.... so I release the block, I get the password in which now I have to change because it only a temporary password.. but I am happy.. so now to write the new password down.. HOPEFULLY someone with bad intentions does not find my list.. Where the heck did I PUT THE LIST!!!????

Sigh… thought I would check status of my triathlon membership… OMG .. what is my password???

Welcome Home

How can this sweet little thing cause so much chaos??!!

My cousin seems to think we will have the longest living animals in PA… our two cats.. are both 19 years old this year… and our dog is 17….. and they all seem to be happy and in relatively good health.. although they are getting blind, deaf, and dumb…

Our dog is a Lhasa Apso… and in talking with someone regarding how old she was… they stated that their Lhasa lived to be 20 years old and would have lived longer had not his wife accidentally ran it over with her car.. and how freaking sad!!! (but was that really an accident???)

See for the last 5 years Joe and I have been rotating duties in taking care of our animals.. .. Isabella our dog.. somehow does not wish to sleep a full night… even though we have tried everything to get her to sleep.. she just wont.. and if you ignore her she will bark ALL NIGHT.. so Joe and I get up at sometimes 1:30am, 4am, 5:15am.. and so on… it's like having a CONSTANT new born.. we didn’t realize how much the lack of good quality sleep was getting to us.. until we went on vacation and realized.. how good it felt to sleep for 7-8 hours straight!!!

Well, not wishing ill will on my old babies.. I research how long they could possibly live.. I know sounds kinda sick but I just wanted to know how LONG this may go on.. and well the guy I was talking to was right.. Lhasa’s could live 20+ years and our cats could live way past 20 years...

The Guinness Book of World Records confirmed that GRANPA was the world's longest-living cat and the Guinness award "worlds oldest cat" was given to GRANPA, in 1998. GRANPA lived to be 34 years, 2 months and 4 hours, and died on April 01, 1998. The previous record was 34 years and 1 day and had been set in1957 by Ma from England.

ARE you freaking kidding me..!!!... a cat could live to 34 years!!!!!.. OMG!!! I can't even imagine what our cats would look like at that age… So then I research about my dog.. and this is what I found:

The Lhasa Apso is one of the longest-lived breeds, sometimes living up to 20 years. It also tends to have an unusually sonorous bark (this helped make it a great watchdog), and it was their barks that lead to its native Tibetan name: "Abso Seng Kye" which translates to "Bark Lion Sentinel Dog."

O-M-G!!!...

Finally WARM!! Florida Rocks!

Sunset

On our way to view the sunset....


...AND... they are taking the picture of????......


>>Wendy get OUTTA OF THE PICTURE....


...VANNA WHITE SAYS, "SUNSET"....


...AHHHH....


....OH.....

The Refrigerator

WOW.. there is a freeze warning tonight in Estero, Florida.. WTF is the cold weather following us!!??

Issued by The National Weather Service
Tampa Bay/Ruskin, FL
... FREEZE WARNING REMAINS IN EFFECT FROM 1 AM TO 9 AM EST THURSDAY... ARCTIC AIR WILL CONTINUE TO SPREAD ACROSS THE AREA TONIGHT...AND A FREEZE WARNING HAS BEEN ISSUED. LOWS BY THURSDAY MORNING WILL BE BETWEEN 25 AND 30 DEGREES IN THE NORMALLY COLDER LOCATIONS AND IN THE LOWER TO MID 30S NEAR THE COAST. A FREEZE WARNING IS ISSUED FOR 3 OR MORE HOURS OF TEMPERATURES BETWEEN 27 AND 32 OVER A WIDESPREAD AREA. RESIDENTS SHOULD COVER OR MOVE INDOORS ANY COLD SENSITIVE PLANTS... AND BRING PETS INDOORS THIS EVENING.

Today it was relatively “nice”... in the 50’s.. actually I think it may have made it to the low 60’s but the winds were whipping at 20-30 mph..so it felt a bit chilly... kinda like being in the refrigerator instead of the freezer... uncomfortible time at the pool... had to keep my sweatshirt on.... BUT I was DETERMINED to stay... D_MN IT..... I AM IN FLORIDA!!! ARGH....

The leggies are feeling a bit better ...we did a recovery bike ride on the “real” bikes this am.. bundled up head to toe like at home.. ...then later we did a short recovery run...nothing fell off.. that is good....

So what else do you do when the weather is not cooperating? .....um... go shopping of course...!!! ...Found the FREAKEST COOLEST plates EVER.... thank you Joe..FOR MY SKULL PLATES... YES!!!!.... (sorry Heather.. I know your mama’s a freak)...can’t wait to use them... GOSH I LOVE SKULLS...

Florida Friends:
POOL BOY:

Marshmallows

Second Day in Paradise.. life is tough... I am going to become a marshmallow....marshmallows are good.....Joe is rested... life is good..

Where DA SUN?

Well the first day in paradise.. and it rained... they said it hasn't rained here for 30 days... yeah go figure...oh well... hoping for some sun tomorrow and that I will be able to walk down steps frontwards instead of turning around... "Wendy, why you walking down the stairs backwards?"

Took a nice leisurely hobble.. oops...walk this am... amazing how all that 26.2 miles of fun comes back to you full circle..... did put my sore a-s in the pool..... which by the way was FREAKING COLD AS SH-T...crying and carrying on... did a couple laps.. d-mn near froze to death getting out... I am such a big whoose bag baby... Having the time of my life.. LOVE IT HERE.. dont want to go home.

Ocala Marathon

WE DID IT.. Ocala Marathon.. DONE...(our third marathon in three months).

It was about 32 degrees at the start ... 60 degrees at end... but honestly 32 degrees down here in Florida is SOO different than 32 degrees at home... it just FEELS different.. just not as cold.. however we still had on gloves, hat, and our "throw" away sweatshirts... AND NO I DID NOT end up tossing my sweatshirt... (1) I just couldnt and (2) it was still "cool enough" that I was ok with it on...

I do stand corrected.. Ocala does have horse farms, countryside and flowers..what a great course.. very pretty and peaceful.. can't believe they found that beauty out of the "city"... the course was rolling hills..but being from PA.. it really wasn't a problem ...until about mile 19 when the leggies were DOG TIRED... but I ran a nice, clean run... no PR for me but Joe PR'd and did great.. beat me AGAIN...

Took some more notes on three hour plus drive to Estero, Florida (our final destination).. other than another 45 minute lunch stop... and Joe trying to race a Ferrari in our Ford Exployer..... nothing else interesting... just ready for some R&R (Rest and Relaxation!)

PS: I won first in my age group (but if I am not mistaken there were only a couple gals in the women 40-44 age group)... so I beat at least one other gal! HA!

Click Here: Ocala Marathon Results