July 24, 1999
The Cypress 10K was a TRH club run, so I decided to give it a try – I LO-OVE racing. 10K is a nice distance, usually less than an hour and then you are done. Not a lot of pain even if you run hard.
Cypress is one of the more boring courses. Basically, it’s 2 – 5K loops. Each loop is a roughly equidistant square of straight-straight-straight. There was a pretty good crowd of people while you are in the first loop, but then everyone else turns off to finish, and I turn off to run a second loop.
On that second loop, I see hardly any people at all. It’s also quite hot out, though at least the race people included a “car-wash” that you could run through. I sort of edge through it, so I don’t get my glasses wet (and also I might hit my head). I finished in 43:29 (another good 10K) and go to look and see if I get a medal or not.
The number of medals the race gives out is largely dependent on how many runners ran the previous year in a particular age group. So, in my age group, medals go 13 deep! I get 8th place, and there’s really nothing I could do to change that place. 7th place runs 39:00, and 9th place runs 55:00.
Since the medal ceremony lasts so long (lots of medals in the 5K, too), I volunteer to pick up medals for anyone who gets bored and leaves. My favorite moment is when I pick up a medal for Chuck (Roast) who is in his early 60s. After picking it up, I turn to a person sitting near me in the crowd, and say, “Don’t I look fabulous for 62?”