November 23, 2017
Once again back to Piedmont for the Turkey Trot. Course used to be the same as the Feet Meet which probably technically was my first 5K as a (non-running) youth.
They’ve changed the course in the past few years to make it a true 5K and also to eliminate the Hampton hill (like 10% grade for a short distance). It is still a hilly course, though.
Last year, Mom did not participate because she had hives and exercise just made it worse. Last week, Mom, Myrrh, and Dad were walking the course and Mom stepped on a low-to-the-ground palm frond with one foot, hooked her other foot under it and did a face-plant on the sidewalk, so guess she is not participating again this year, but Myrrh and Dad are walking the course behind me.
As before, the course starts along Highland past our old house and then down Highland to Wildwood, which is a quarter-mile steady uphill (not steep, but annoying). I force myself to run this entire section (lungs burning) and come through Mile 1 in 7:50.
Now we turn up Crocker and a little more uphill, then do the (new) loop around Florada and back around to the St. James section. I do walk the few hills here and do Mile 2 in 10:58.
Now it’s the long, steady climb up Seaview by all the huge houses. I powerwalk as best I can and then as soon as I get to the top, run down the hill. I give myself a small walk up the Craig hill (Mile 3 in 7:30), and then run the rest of the way to the finish in 26:56.
Since they are doing 10 year age groups (with 3,000 racers), I come in 46th in my division, but 307th overall (I like the number 307 for some reason).
After I recover a bit, I hike back to find Myrrh and Dad and walk in with them. Surprisingly, there are 8 competitors in the 80-89 age group and Dad comes in 7th (though 2nd through 7th are within 3 minutes of each other). The shame was had he come in 8th, he would have received a big bag of chocolates (courtesy of some “8” Chocolate sponsor).
We saw a few classmates, some of Riva’s friends (though Riva was not here), got our share of yogurts and Clif Bars (in Riva’s honor, though she would have come home with a case) and then went back to enjoy a nice Thanksgiving with my family.