I ran a 5k yesterday here in Clinton. It was a nice small race and I ran faster than I had expected to. The most exciting thing though was that when I stuck around for the rewards drinking water and eating apple slices, they called my name for a medal.
My name. I was shocked. Holy Cow!!! This is the first running medal I've ever gotten. So to all you other slow runners out there, keep trucking along, you never know when you'll stumble across a race small enough to earn a medal.