Yes, Kris Beat Me…
I got up over five hours ahead of when I normally get up, so that was fun (not). But this year the temperature was perfect. And we were joined by Ron and Lisa Collins and Bridget Collins.
And I did more running than I expected to do after my failed summer of getting in shape. I managed about a quarter of a mile straight running, then ran a block and walked a block. I got a distance ahead of Kris, but she caught me just after the two mile mark. I ran another block and got back ahead of her, then she caught me for good around 2.5 miles when my feet just would not allow me to run more.
So she beat me by 2 minutes, but I broke 50 minutes, which was one thing I wanted to do. That didn’t happen at all last season. (My best from 5 years ago is 31.50.)
The Las Vegas Metro S.W.A.T. team in full tactical gear started out in formation ahead of everyone. I passed them about a quarter of a mile in since they were fast-walking. Didn’t much think about them again until I heard this noise about four blocks from the finish and looked around and the entire S.W.A.T. squad in formation was running hard and gaining on me. So I ran to stay ahead of them.
I did not succeed. (Not sure why I thought a 72-year-old-guy could outrun young S.W.A.T. members at full run.) About a hundred yards from the finish they swarmed around me at full run and went by. Scary for a moment there. The sound of them running in full gear was amazingly loud.
After the run we all walked back to our condos and headed out to a really cool dinner. Great fun. Great food!
Then Kris and I went and got our Covid and Flu shots.
I took a four hour nap, then got some writing and work done last night, then slept for 12 hours. I think it was not only the change in time, but the two shots. Fine now, so back on schedule. Yay!
You can see a lot more pictures of the run on Kris’s Facebook page, but here are three of them. Great first run. First picture of me trying to pin on a race number with three hours sleep. Second picture of Kris and Cheeps. Third picture of me approaching the finish line very relieved I did not get mowed down by S.W.A. T..