Tragedy at the Bluegrass 10K

I want to thank all of you for your financial support and prayers as I prepared for the rigorous Bluegrass 10K. I am truly blessed by all of your help and support. There are a lot of races here in Kentucky, and unfortunately it seems I may have signed up for the wrong kind of race. I was unaware that most of the registrations for the race were actually top thoroughbreds. That's right, horses. I'm actually not too intimidated by horses, and feel confident in my ability to out run them, especially in the final stages of the race. They are used to large ovals and circles, and I possess the ability to think more clearly throughout the entire course of the race. Since this race was in downtown Lexington, I believed that they would easily become confused by cars and loud noises.

The results of the race were unclear around the halfway point. Many of the horses had dropped out around the third mile in order to feast on nearby landscaping vegetation. One fell victim to a cruel race spectator who had a tempting carrot. But a handful of the well-trained horses made it to the final stretch. I really had to put everything I had into the final sprint to the finish line. I thought I might have some advantage over them because I had no 80lb jockey on my back horse whipping me. But this appeared to work more to their advantage.

In the final stretch my legs gave out on me just as I made my pass attempt to the lead thoroughbred, an up-and-comer named Chariots of Fire. Chariots of Fire showed no mercy to me as I fell helpless and hopeless on the track before him. The end results were not pretty.

Again I thank you for your support. But I don't think I shall run this kind of race again.