Or not

For all my character flaws, a quitter I am not. Biking up with William to return my timing chip, I felt much better and decided to give the race a chance after all. While I finished in less than 50 minutes, I am still uncertain if this was the right decision.

Taken hostage by my inferiority complex, I found myself right in a pack of alpha males, running the first kilometre in an insane pace of 4:10 min/km. Without the aerobic capacity to sustain such a pace, the rest of the race was primarily a psychological challenge as I could not decide if this was really a good thing to do with a lingering cold. Anyhow, time for a shower and then more preparations for my political philosophy class that starts tomorrow.