This year, my husband was running the 50k and I was signed up to do the half marathon. The exact opposite of last year. So, this year it was my turn to get to the race at 6am to send he and my other ultra running friends on their way at 6:15 and then wait until 9:00 when my race starts. For me, this wasn't such a bad deal. I definitely fall into the "morning person" category and never sleep well on race night.
After much milling about, breakfast, chattering with outher runner friends, cheering on the marathon and relay starts, it was finally getting close to time to get my race underway.
ENTER TORRENTIAL DOWNPOUR
Spring in Indiana is full of rain, heat, cold, and tornados. We like to mix it up here. The forecast did not really give us the head's up on this one and I of course started ditching electronics and wondering if the singlet I was wearing was the best clothing option.
Before we knew it we were off. Thankfully the rain went away shortly after we started and I wondered what the horsetrails would be like after this downpour. We soon found out. In the first two miles of this race you slog up a pretty hefty hill that's all on horse trails. After spring rains? I like to call this first hill Horsecrap Hill. It's a long shoe sucking mud (what is that mud really made up of?) hill. I've tried to describe it to people and they nod their heads knowingly. But this year, I had a friend that was running the race for the first time that FINALLY got it. It would be totally miserable if you didn't laugh about it and enjoy the mess you've gotten yourself into.
My partner in crime for all my years of trailrunning and I had discussed this before the race. No rules, no expectations, we will run our own race and see how it goes. However.... soon enough we ended up together laughing about how whenever we plan to not plan to run together, we always end up running together. Even if she wants to, she can't seem to get away from me.
After wading through waist deep water that felt amazing I reached the finish line. You see, this race is fun, but the post race hang out is even MORE fun! Running the half this year allowed me to cheer for all kinds of people finishing the longer distances. Oh and the finish line beer was amazing!
At most road races I go to, you finish, grab your armload of packaged snacks and mosey back to your car, or family and move on. This race is like a giant party that you never want to leave. In FACT, people from my running group came JUST to the after party to cheer on the finishers! Hanging out at the finish line with beer and bar-b-que leads to lots of funny stories, sunburn, picture taking, and new friend making.
If you want a day in the woods with your friends old and NEW. Do this race. But set aside the whole day, because it's better than Christmas.
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