Brrrr… It was colder than
Carole’s a witch’s titty out there! Rewind a bit. My Mama came in town Friday to gear up and carb up for the running of the 2010 Indianapolis Mini Marathon. I hosted her friend Linda and her daughter for a lasgana dinner. It’s always nice to get to know the people that spend time with my Mom. Linda was debating on showing up for the 5K depending on the weather. Then my Mom kinda said we didn’t have to compete if it was rainy cuz she’s not into that. We were doing this no matter what!
Our race day outfits went from shorts and 1 shirt to gloves, headbands, pants and many layers to stay warm. The morning started with 50 degrees and blasting winds which helped keep 100+ beach balls afloat with some additional help from the crowded street.
The gun went off and it took us under 30 minutes to hit the start line. Not bad for starting in corral Q. We did see my co-worker Mark starting after Z as we made our way to our spot. It didn’t look fun! But this guy looked fun!
The zoo had their mascots and an elephant out to cheer us on. As usual, the course was lined with bands and community groups to keep you entertained. I really think they need to institute a screening process for some of the bands. It was ear-piercing at times. On our way to the track, we came upon a group of firemen in full gear including masks muscling down the streets. Props to them for carrying that extra weight!
The only extra weight I had at times was my Mom’s umbrella and one of her arms. She was wanting to look around quite a bit, so we found it easiest for her to be arm in arm with me so she didn’t mis-step and fall. We ended up looking like one of the blind runner groups, but we didn’t care! And yes, I said umbrella. Not a green blip on the radar, but it’s her safety blanket.
As we rounded the corner to get to the track, more mascots!!! Carole wanted in on the action this time.
For this race, I break it down into 3 phases: 1. Get to the track. 2. Lap the track. 3. Finish line. So, this being the half way point, we made our 1 and only pit stop at the track and continued to work our way back to downtown. Our pace slowed a bit at this point, but we were still on target to beat her previous records.
The last mile is mentally one of the hardest because it is literally all on 1 street to the finish, so it seems to take forever. As we are approaching where the finish “usually” is, I had trouble finding it because the big inflatable archways were no where to be found! I assume the weather wasn’t cooperating with them. So you basically crossed over a speed bump that housed the electrical wiring to keep your time, and you were done! No word “FINISH” on the street or anything. I looked over to Mom and said, “Ah, well. That’s it. We’re done.” Really disappointing to me. No boasting feeling of accomplishment for what we just did. Guess I’m a bit jaded after doing 8 of these. I still feel like you should throw me a little fanfare to run thru since I’ll never crack the tape at these events. We crossed the line at 3:32:56. 6 minutes better than our time 3 years ago and a new PR for Carole! Overall, it was a bit chilly but still a fun race. Better than blazing sun or pouring rain.
We didn’t mess around after the race and headed to the car to get out of downtown and grab some food. I took her to Taste for a Mommy’s day brunch, then did a little shopping because that’s what we do! We finished our time together with a pedicure and she was back on her way to Ft. Fun. Thanks for hanging in there with me Mom! I’m proud of you!