We met near the start for some pre-race beverages. Alcohol may or may not have been involved, but I stuck to the virgin OJ. One of my co-workers stayed up late the night before making team shirts. There was even a bike on the shirt. Very cool!
We then pretty much split up and walked, jogged, or ran full-out the 5k race. Shannon and I hung with a few of my co-workers who were jogging at a nice pace. I've raced my mountain bike for 100 miles, but I don't think I've ever run a 5k. I guess I can check that off my bucket list.
By Sunday I was already starting to feel the post-infusion fatigue and muscle aches and Monday wasn't much better. The good news is that I'm already starting to snap out of it and am looking forward to feeling better each day for the next three weeks.
In other news, Shannon is now a skinhead, although in my opinion he looks like Mr. Potato Head.