Race Day Misadventures.
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Memorial Day is still some weeks away, but with the weather getting warmer and with training increasing so that I can once again run in a race held on Memorial Day, I thought you'd like to read my "mishap" of misinformation. One would think that if I were to enter a race, that I would know what the distance was. Well ... not necessarily!
I don't know about you, but I do so many races during the running - racing season, which for me is from April through November, that I sometimes lose track of a few details. For example, what time the race starts or which race will I doing next weekend. Also, what is the distance of my next race.
Huh, you say? How could a runner not know the distance for goodness sake. I mean, don't you have the race application in your hand at some point? Doesn't it tell you the length of the race?
Well, yes, it does. But at a particular race last year I thought I knew the distance. After all, I've run the race several times previously. I KNEW how long it was. Sort of.
It was a cool morning this Memorial Day. I got up early and after a light breakfast, went to look at my racing calendar. The name of the race and the time were marked so I knew about how much time to allow for the drive to the city it was held in. I flipped through my running folder, found the race entry form and sat down at my table to fill it out before I left the house. This was the third year I was going to run in this event and this year would be really fun because my husband was also going to run in the race. He'd been training on a regular basis and was well and truly bitten by the racing bug! He had always been a great source of encouragement to me over the years and had always gone to my races and cheered me across the finish line. His main interests used to be playing basketball and volleyball. He wasn't inclined to consider running as a sport until the end of the previous running season when he started thinking, "hmmm, I could beat that guy" and, "hey, I bet I could run faster than him.." and thus the bug finally bit him.
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