From the get go, this was certainly not what we expected! Mostly in a good way. Coming to Minneapolis, we knew there was slim chance of participating in any races. There’s a 5k and 10k this Saturday morning1, but it’s at Lake Nokomis Park, about 12 miles outside of downtown, and the whole reason we […]
If a guy gets beaten by a woman who doesn’t pass him but simply can’t be caught, did he still get “chicked”?
This is how a local race should be run. The course is accurate, they’ve got enough staff to handle the field, they involve walkers and kids in integrated events instead of tacking them on as an afterthought, there’s no swag bag full of fliers and junk you don’t need […]
Guest post by Ceridwen, aka The Wife Due to our radically different running interests and times, I usually end up cheering Keath on at the end of a longer distance after I’ve finished up a shorter one. Last week we decided that I would run this midnight run on my own, with support from my […]
Grandma’s is one well run race. It’s a beautiful course, a smooth rolling route with no killer hills, full of awesome volunteers, and lined with incredible spectators! Yeah, the expo was pretty blah and I wasn’t exactly thrilled with the shuttle driver (could’ve just been my guy’s attitude), but the race itself was wicked awesome. I pretty much recommend it to anyone – even if you don’t run, come cheer, drink, and hang out.
Well that was humid. But oh so awesome. I didn’t do great, but I had a great time, am very happy with my performance, and am glad I signed up. Had a great time, though I still have no idea why it’s called the Sunburst Races. Let’s start with the race itself.
It’s been quite a while since I ran a 5k. Not for lack of want; just for lack of calendars intersecting my physical location. I think the last time was the New Hampshire State Police D.A.R.E. Classic Road Race in New Hampshire. Since then our trip down the eastern seaboard has simply not encountered any big race communities. Every community has races, but we were just not quite in the right spots at the right times.
I woke up feeling strong, prepared, and ready to run a great race. It was pouring all night and was supposed to pour again in the afternoon, but rumor had it that the odds of a dry run were pretty good. So I was feeling pretty confident and decided to shoot for my stretch goal; qualifying for Boston. It would be a 20 minute improvement on my PR, but this is my second to last reasonable attempt to BQ in the open division. So I set out at a 7:15 pace with the plan of dropping back to the 3:20 pace group if things went to hell. And off to hell they went.