When we started the race, I was feeling pretty good. But trudging through the snow is hard work. By the end of mile 1, I was feeling the burn.
There was a great distraction from my burning lungs, and that was the beauty of the morning. The day was a perfect one.
This is us running down the hill. Since there was little snow this year and it was so warm, it was more like slipping and sliding down the hill.
Finishing Strong.
Bigfoot waiting to greet us at the end of the course.
I did it. I finished my first snowshoe 10k in 2 hours and 7 minutes. The beauty was worth the time and struggle of the mountain. The only thing I was a little disappointed in was the lack of medal at the end. I LOVE my medals. They're fun reminders of what I've accomplished. There weren't any medals for the 10K participants. Hopefully that changes in future years.
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