This year we racers were also treated with rain, which started just when the race did, and ended when the race did. Nobody seemed to mind - the evening was warm enough, and the rain actually helped us keep cool. Besides, we ran through water anyway.
My race wasn’t great, although I did enjoy it a lot. Nephew Luke was there and ran it, doing rather well I think. Nice to run a race with him again. But my own time, 45:38 for about 4.3 miles, was about two and a half minutes slower than last year, and last year I had run 18 miles in the morning! I had hoped to run as fast as last year, or faster.
Last year the sports hernia appeared right after this race. That injury bothered for most of a year, so this year I was careful to walk up and down the steepest hills, to avoid that sort of abdominal stress. Those hills are short, though, and I doubt they could account for most of the difference in time. I’m just a bit slower, still working to recover from the hernia and its repair. If the distance was 4.3 miles, the pace was 10:37. It’ll have to do, and I had fun.
Whining: The right knee with PFS grumbled a bit but didn’t cause any trouble. The hernia repair was silent, and remains silent the day after the race. Excellent news.
Memorial to an iron worker in a park in Anchorage, Alaska |
Don, I remember running that race a couple times several years ago. Then I helped register runners and time the race for several years. I notice the race was very early this year. I would have gone and volunteered again this year had I been paying closer attention. Just noting your comments on various injuries reminds me of my own aches and pains. Getting older is certainly not easy!
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