This race is the talk of the town here and it only took me 11 years to give it a try. Today was my second year of the run and I brought Mr. E&G along. No strollers are allowed on the course so Lady Elle stayed home with my in-laws. She was definitely there in spirit though.
The five mile race course starts and ends at the park on the south end of Casey Key, an exclusive residential neighborhood bordering the Gulf of Mexico.
It’s a tight start for the first mile so the best bet is to get out early and let others pass later. The “let others pass you” part is hard for me but I gave it a try this year and I did my best to mentally prepare for this. (Trust me I got passed a lot).
The road curves after passing Nokomis Public Beach and real estate envy starts around the one mile mark. Seriously these houses are drool worthy. I wonder if the owners are runners and have small children who wouldn’t mind inviting complete strangers over for a play date at their pad? I mean, I’d be up for it. Yes, this is what I think about instead of my nagging ITB issue.
Leading to the halfway point, there is a minor uphill portion but the reward is sweeping views of the Gulf of Mexico. After the halfway mark and turnaround point, I am seriously wondering why I am not sitting on the beach with a good book instead of running this race. I hurt and I haven’t trained enough for this. When two women in leotards (I forgot to mention it’s an 80’s themed race this year) pass me, I know Mr. E&G’s idea to host neighbors over last night was a really bad idea.
I keep repeating the “mind over matter” mantra, but where is the finish line?! I see orange and white flags ahead and I try to pick up the speed but it’s a trick. Start the pitty party now. It’s still another half mile. Oh, but thank you Mr. 80’s DJ runner who comes up behind me blasting the Top Gun soundtrack, you are my hero. I finish with all I have left to the tune of “I went to the danger zone.” I feel defeated but proud of pushing through the pain and fatigue.
The best part of the race is the after party. I’m not a huge beer drinker (my college self wouldn’t believe this) but I do enjoy a nice craft beer especially after a run. The 80’s dance party didn’t disappoint either.
Until next year BBR!
The race is put on by the Manasota Track Club and is held the Sunday before Halloween.Tickets sell out fast to the race, usually by May so put it on your radar now for next year and join me and Mr. E&G in getting a little gritty.