The 5k Blues

Did the Seaside 5k over the weekend.  Not much to write about it: bog slow, a little sore afterward (took a dip in the 60F Gulf and popped an ibuprofen, fixed that right up), had a good time overall hanging out with family.  I'm really not a runner, being firmly on the bike side of the fence, but it is sometimes good to get out there and do it anyway.

Parking next door to the Truman House before the race did lend an air of surreality to the proceedings.  Didn't even notice the setting moon when I snapped the picture, that's an added bonus.