The Race I Didn't Wanna Do -- Race Report for Galveston 5150

And on the 7th day she raced. Even though, for the first time, she did . not . want to . True story. Hard to believe, I know. I signed up for the 5150 race because Hubs was going to do the sprint and we thought it would be "fun" to both race the same day. Plus, I thought finishing up the race season with some events in cooler weather would be a nice change from kicking my own ass all Summer long in the heat. The cooler weather might have given me a peak at gains I made despite feeling like crapola. Since the moment I crossed that Finish line at Redman, training has been inconsistent at best. Work has been super busy and when I start missing workouts, even just for fitness, I start to lose motivation. It's a terrible cycle. I know it's even worse when I have a race looming and I have no desire to train when I do have a slice of time. Bah. The day before the race was a complete mom-a-thon. We did a family breakfast, and hit the school district's