Turkey Trot Runfessions
I’ll be back tomorrow with an exciting (?) Thanksgiving recap (hint- there was an emergency trip to the store!) but since it’s the last Friday of the month, I’m joining Marcia as she opens her runfessional. On this Black Friday, I have to “runfess” that I almost didn’t run my Turkey Trot yesterday. The last few days have been crazy, and by Wednesday I was exhausted. As we crawled into bed on Wednesday night, my husband said “Couldn’t we just sleep in tomorrow?” It was tempting. I haven’t been doing any speedwork, so it’s not like I was going to crush this race. Why would I voluntarily get up at 5:30 am on a holiday, instead of getting a good night’s sleep? Then I thought about how I would feel if I didn’t run it. I could roll out of bed mid-morning feeling… groggy and awful. I told my husband we should run, but after the race we would re-evaluate the situation and decide if we want to do it next year. Thanksgiving morning dawned, hot and muggy! Will it EVER COOL DOWN HERE??? The race started at 7:30, and it was 75 degrees at that time. Ugh! Well, good thing I wasn’t shooting for a PR. I decided to just run and not stress about the heat, or my time, and simply have fun. Of course there was the obligatory young child dashing past me at the finish, but my favorite was this: Yes, a guy dressed in a full-body turkey costume beat me. By a lot. I asked him afterwards what his time was- 21 minutes. I give up! I heard someone say there were 1.700 runners at this race. There’s something touching about the fact that all these people- most of whom probably aren’t serious runners- got up early on Thanksgiving to be there. As we were walking back to the car afterwards my husband said “Well? Are we running it next year?” Oh…. I guess so. Did you run a race yesterday? – I may not have had the fastest time, but I think we won for “hottest Thanksgiving ever.” #nablopomo2022