I made it to the starting line decked out in my sarape, sombrero, and mustache (note that I did not take the train in this get up, too embarrassing!). I was not the only one with this idea though! There were plenty of other people in costume at the race today. And most of them had also shopped at Party City!
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| Mustaches for everyone! |
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| Who doesn't love a giant Corona first thing in the morning? |
It was a chilly morning with a blustery wind (why is it windy for EVERY race I run?). I wasn't too worried about the wind for a 5 mile race, but I neglected to think about how wearing a giant sail on my head would affect me. Wind resistance=good training, right? The stupid sombrero wouldn't stay on my head when running directly into the wind, instead it blew off my head and acted like a noose around my neck. Yeah, it was awesome. I'm pretty sure I have rope burn on my neck--it will be easy to explain that at work tomorrow! But I didn't let the wind derail my costume, I was committed and wore it throughout the race.
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| A very somber reminder of the Boston tragedy |
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| This guy didn't win. He was therefore last. |
The race organizers weren't lying when they said that the course was flat and fast. I don't recall running up a single hill. It was definitely not barefoot friendly. It also ran through some crappy parts of Dallas. I'm pretty sure there were drug deals being made along the course. Also, I got beat by an 8-year old. The burn still kind of stings. I saw her running ahead of me around mile 4 and when I caught up, I asked her dad how old she was. I said "I can't get beaten by an 8-year old!" and zoomed ahead. That kid was a pint sized sprinter and caught me and passed me in no time at all!
The finish line was well organized, but was lacking one thing--bananas. I got my picture taken and my sweet bottle opener medal. When I finally met up with my crew, we hopped in the very long beer line for post race refreshments. The beer maids were efficient, but extremely cranky. The food was OK, chips and salsa, 2 breakfast burritos made from some kind of mystery egg mixture (doused with enough salsa made it edible), and a soggy churro. We had a picnic of these treats while listening to a Mariachi band play and for the first time ever, I saw the race winners winning ceremony. I've never finished a race quickly enough to see this! They each received an elaborate sombrero, much much much nicer than my Party City buy. Very cool!
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| Me, taking a little siesta! |
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| Happy Cinco de Mayo! |
Miles logged: 5.0
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