December 11, 2010
After a week of recovery from my DNF at Northface, I agreed to go and do the LA Sheriff’s Mug Run 10K in West Hollywood. This is a no-brainer… even if I have to walk, because the course is totally worth it. A bunch of us carpooled up, because it is a bit of a long haul to get there (not that near freeways, limited parking, etc.).
All of us were doing the 10K (even Ed, even Kathy) because the 5K course doesn’t do that much, but the 10K runs along the most scenic part of Sunset Boulevard… with police escort.
The first couple of miles are fairly flat and through a neighborhood setting, then it turns to the left and begins heading up a relentless (though not in the ultra sense) consistent uphill to get to Sunset Boulevard. Because I am not really recovered from the race (even though I didn’t finish, I did do 10 hours for 37 miles of trails), I opt to walk up the hills because I cannot get any speed running or breathe normally.
Sunset Boulevard itself is not particularly flat, but doesn’t really have any sort of hill until the very end of the race (I walk that, too.) and then you turn left to head back down the (relentless) hill to the finish. While I am not really fond of steep downhills, this is such that you can just let gravity take its course, and I just take big loping steps down the hill, pass a couple of people and finish in 51:50 (not bad, considering).
After I regroup and cheer Ed in, I decide to hike back up the hill and find out where Kathy has gotten to (10Ks are not really her thing, but we convinced her to do THIS one). She is coming up to the last uphill on Sunset, so I run/walk in with her to the finish. I bet she REALLY likes the downhill (and she appreciate having some company for the last half-mile).
Everyone (except for me) manages at least 2nd place or better in their age divisions. Kathy’s birthday was yesterday, so she is in a different age group than her (friend and) competitor Dulce for a fortnight or so. That’s pretty cool.
After the awards (which are held once again at the gay bar The Abbey), they give out a bunch of raffle prizes. They are always pretty good prizes, like tickets to NHL games AND parking. I win a Mr. Coffee (ironic, because I don’t drink coffee, but I can give to my parents, whose coffee machine recently broke after many years).