August 16, 2011 § Leave a comment
This race was two weeks ago and my memory isn’t that good so I’ll give the briefest summary: Went out too fast (6:43 first mile, 7:30, 7:36), mud, down-pour, and lightening.
I especially wanted to do this race because it is in the Town, Oulu, Wisconsin, that I grew up in. It was at the baseball park 2.5 miles from my home–I spent many hours there playing, and later coaching, baseball.
The 5k (closer to 3 miles to Mr. Garmin) which I ran started at 8:00 and about 8:05 it started to rain, which was fine, and around 8:08 it started to rain real hard. All of that would have been great if there wasn’t some high-in-the-sky lightening that was a bit unnerving but I never actually heard thunder.
If you look closely at this picture, you’ll see the reflective strip is, well, reflecting. My father took this picture and because of the rain clouds it was dark so he needed to use his flash. The flash freaked me out at first because I wasn’t paying attention and out of the corner of my eye it seemed liked lightening.
The one thing that the rain effected was the 1 mile run got moved from 8:45 Saturday to Sunday afternoon. That was a bit of a bummer because my girls ran the 1 mile but because of my schedule, I had to leave before they walk/ran.
My 11 year old.
And the six year old in jeans.
The best illustration of what a home-town race this was for me, there were five race officials at the finish area. My aunt and uncle were the clock reader and race director. I spent a lot of time during the summers growing up with them and my 3 cousins. My uncle was running at that time so they brought me to a lot of the races I did in the 80s.
After passing the finish line, I ripped off the tag at the bottom of race number and handed it to another aunt and gave her a hug.
I didn’t notice it at the time but my mother was writing down numbers along with the only non-relative at the finish. However, this “outsider” was a girl from my high school class–we went to school together from Kindergarten to 12th grade. So while not related, she is a good friend.
July 30, 2010 § Leave a comment
I was just listening to the audio of a speech Malcolm Gladwell, perhaps my favorite living writer, gave in Philly about his book Outliers. I may have suspected it before but this was the first time I heard Gladwell say that he is a runner. I went over to his blog and found this awesome photo from his earlier running career as the latest post. This looks too good to be real–the hair, the expression. Wow!!!