So, last week was my 5k. It was the Susan G. Kohman for the cure race in Salt Lake city, so it was seas and seas of people. My wife and I made it to the almost front of the crowd. we were still surrounded.
I had two goals: under 25 minutes and to run the whole time. Goal; fail.
I am pretty proud of the 28:37 it took me to run the race. I put all I had into that run.
But... I still couldn't run the whole way. With less than a mile left, I felt like my lunds had become stone. So, I walked a bit. Walking felt unnatural after running so long and then another fat guy ran past me.
That is when I started running again and beat that guy to the finish. Basically I sprinted the end.