Adam, his wife Camarie, and I signed ourselves up for the Provo Freedom 10k. I'd signed up a little over a month ago and...had forgotten which day of the week it was on. I thought it was going to be on the Saturday AFTER the fourth. So when Sunday night arrived and Adam said, "Are you ready for the 10k tomorrow?" Gulp. I thought it was Saturday. Hilarious. "Yep....I'm ready."This six mile jaunt followed the path that the parade was going to take later that morning. So the street we were running was lined with loads of people in lawn chairs that had camped out in anticipation of the parade. So we had an audience and occasional music stands as we ran. This only encouraged us. We ran, we dance, we wove in and out like cop motorcycles during a parade. We mixed business with pleasure, and it was hilarious and awesome. I think I was more tired than I thought I'd be because I was constantly busting up at our dance moves we were trying to rock while running. No. Shortage. Of. Hilarity.
Post-race. Sweaty. Tired. Thirsty. Happy. It was such a fun race--something I had not anticipated. The only other race I've done was a half-marathon...which was very berry satisfying but a very different experience. The half-marathon, I pretty much ran by myself and there was zero dancing and laughter. Strictly business. So it was fun to run with my brother and sister-in-law, dancing/running the majority of the crowd-lined street. The most fun I've ever run/danced six miles. Thanks Ad and Cam. Suc-cess!