"The Run That Cares For the Runner" really does.
And wouldn't ya know, YELP was represented too. SHOUT IT OUT for Yelper Kris R of Quilcene, WA and Santa Cruz, CA as he constructed the offical Rhody-Run website.
The folks who organize this event are amazing. They even care for sixty-five year old walkers who complete the course in just over two hours. I ought to know. That would be my category.
Sunday, May 11th was a beautiful Port Townsend day. Not terribly hot, not terribly cold. And absolutely no rain. Well...maybe just a sprinkle or two.
We gathered on the parade grounds of Fort Worden for this annual 7.46 mile event. Almost three thousand eager beavers of all shapes, sizes and ages headed toward the starting line as the race began.
Some of us (and that would include me) started in the middle group, knowing that the world-class runners would *not* like to trip over our corpulent little bodies as they streaked out over the timing pads placed across the track.
Others jogged along with strollers, a few wore casts, bandaids or splints. A couple of folks had canes. Volunteers, ambulances, park rangers and the Port Townsend police were all available to ease our journey toward the finish line. Residents along the route held out cups of water, lemonade and water hoses to sprinkle over heated runners. All were cheering.
Along Cook Avenue, the crowd grew thinner and more spread out. The first runners had already finished. Young runners jogged back along the route wearing their newly acquired "winners" t-shirts. Great whoops and hollers from the crowd greeted these folk as they rejoined slower members of their familes to complete the run for a second time.
One neighbor poured champagne for those enough old enough to drink, but determined enough to reach the finish line. Kinectic Kops circled up and down the lanes to urge the runners onward.
For some, the goal was the t-shirt. For others, the goal was the free beer poured at the finish line by the Port Townsend Brewery.
By the time I crossed the line, most everyone had already begun to party on the Fort Worden Green. But that's not the point.
The point is:
I finished.
Next year, I'm going to beat my personal record. Should be able to do it in less than two hours.
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