trial run

I ran in a race this weekend. This was a trial run to remind me what its like to run with a lot of other people and to practice what to do at the water stations. To start it off I parked in an incorrect parking lot which was conviently located 1 mile from the start line. I guess this was my warm up. During the race I had 3 chances to improve on my drink-from-a-cup-while-running technique. I have concluded that there is no best way to do this.

The run itself went fairly well. In the begining of the run I noticed that I was running the pace of this white-haired-tank-top man (WHTTM). There was about a 35+yr age difference between us and he was running at a pace I could handle. A fellow one pace wonder! There were many distractions and people in the race so I was happy to have something consistent. We ran the entire race together, either side by side or he just ahead of me. Clodhoppers and heavy breathers came and went but Jill and
Mr. WHTTM just kept going on.

We didn't talk the entire time. This is slightly odd when you think that we spent an hour of our lives together but it worked for us. At the finish line he said "Good Job!".
I said, "Thanks- and thanks for keeping pace for me. It was a big help."
Mr. WHTTM replied, "Actually, you kept pace for me".

Who knew?

jms