Nick on the Town

Run to Feed the Hungry Results

December 1, 2008 at 9:50 am Leave a comment

What is it that makes an out-of-shape guy who hasn’t jogged to the mailbox over the past year think he can run 6.2 miles on Thanksgiving morning? Not really sure. I guess I just wanted to see if I could do it. And I could…but just barely. Of course, I haven’t been able to walk since then, but whatever.

Alarmingly and contrary to what my time suggests, I actually ran the whole way. Personally, I can’t believe there were 34 males aged 30-34 who ran this thing slower than I did. You should all be ashamed of yourselves.

Here’s a breakdown:

Start Line
There were like 27,000 people out there so the start was mostly just a lot of pushing and confusion.

Mile 3/4
At this point, I was skipping and waving at people and really living it up. This is where runners have the option of splitting off to do the 5k, but I was feeling so good I opted for the big boy.

Mile 1
This is where I hit “the wall.”

Miles 1-3
This is kind of a blur for me. I remember seeing the Bonn Lair and wishing circumstances were different.

Mile 3
On a short stretch of G Street I was greeted by a boombox blaring “You’re the Best” from the Karate Kid. Thanks to whoever made that happen.

Mile 3.1
This is the halfway point…which is also where my dignity had fallen to as my sister passed me.

Mile 3.3
This is where I momentarily forgot about the pain I was in as I heard the traumatized screams of small children behind me. I turned around to see one of those running baby strollers overturned with various adults falling over it. It was a real mess. Apparently the front wheel came off and everybody went flying.

Mile 4
Ran past a Grateful Dead cover band. The acoustics on whatever street I was on were fantastic. This should be a regular gig.

Mile 5
I got passed by the same cape-wearing kid about 10 times. He was either running in small circles around me or taking breaks. There’s also about a 75% chance he didn’t exist at all and I was just seeing things.

Mile 5.5
Even though I was in worse shape than they were at this point, I mustered up a wave for the line of kindly old folks cheering us on from inside the Senior facility on Elvas Ave. Probably the best part of the whole race.

Mile 6
An Elvis impersonator on Elvas Ave. Clever.

Finish Line
This is where I stopped running and wanted to die. Luckily, they were passing out free bagels and apples so I had something to live for.

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