I just took part in my local council run duathlon. It was 1.5k running, then 5k cycling, then 1.5k running.
I started the riding bit after some women runners and before others. I overtook 3 women cyclists. The people who overtook me were men. No women overtook me. I counted the laps in my head and when I got to 5 the marshals told me 1 more lap, which I did as I instantly doubted myself. I finished last. I cannot understand how that happened.
Now I know it's for fun and it shouldn't matter. Except it does to me. I am not a natural athlete. I have had to do Couch to 5K 4 times and this time thought, you know what Kleptronic, you always let it slide, sign up for something else to keep it going. AIBU to be upset there is no proving this and no redress and I did come home and cry about it? I know. Snowflake. First world problem. This was my first race with a pinned number and everything. I've been in the gym on the treadmill and the stationary bike training for it. I tried really, really hard.
I spoke to the marshals at the end and said, you made me do 6. They shrugged and said we only counted five. I left then. The thought of doing the final run, and them all cheering me on (as I was last, and still would be last, and people are kind and would have cheered me on), and me being incandescent with the burning injustice of it, I would have cried. Or raged. Or both. Then everyone there would have thought I was an arse, instead of just the two marshals.
I don't mind at all being last when I am last. God knows I have been last before. But I am upset that this happened, and I'm upset that I'm upset when it doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things, and it's the taking part that counts, and and argh. I need a kick up the arse please!