Almost over

The racing weekend has almost come to a close. We happily survived yesterday's event in Greenville. It was fun, but I must say something about the event just in case any one who helped organize and plan happens to read.

1. The race people should have put up a big sign that said START much like they put up one that said FINISH. We all crowded into the street which was fun b/c I can't say I've ever stood in the middle of Main Street in Greenville. Prior to the start, however, they made all of us back up and get all squished up in a little jam, which was somewhat dumb. There were only 665 people running and I think they wanted us to feel like we were at a very bigdeal kind of event. Nope, I won't be fooled.
2. They should have fired a gun for the start b/c I happened to be bent over touching my toes when I heard someone up above me say, "Oh it looks like we're starting." So I stand up real quick, blood rushing back out of my head and just start running. Somewhat my fault, but how about firing a blank next time guys??
3. There were 4 porta-potties (sp?) at the finish of the race, which was approximately 4-5 blocks below the start line. Umm, what??? Everyone knows that people want that last pit stop before you start. We luckily found a construction crew's potty on the corner of a side street and proceeded to use it a couple of times.


OK I guess that's all of my complaints. Other than that it all went very smoothly, and the dorky Pecknel guy playing music even played the theme from Chariots of Fire so we were all very emotional and inspired on the last downhill. Rob I think might have shed a tear, my sis laughed out loud, and I was trying to figure out if I should go to the left or the right of this really bulky guy in front of me. I finally decided on the right. At the finish they had an array of all the appropriate snacks and waaa-lah! we were done. It was a fancy good time. However, there was one hill that we had to climb, which I approached with a "Rob, look. Oh shit!" But we made it so yay for us! In a post-race conversation, we did resign ourselves to admitting that perhaps we need to find a more challenging 5k course for a usual, routine runs. We basically need to find the steepest hill in Cola and work that in to every run or else we're never going to make it up the Cooper River Bridge. Hey, we have goals!

And we're off for 5k #2 in a few hours to be followed by huge hamburgers at Rockaways. MMMMM!