So, the turkey trot was fun, yet it was also a lot of work. I’m feeling sick, I have a sore throat and a cough. It’s prolly the bird flu but in any case, I had a hard time at the race.
I got there with enough time to park, register and go back to my car a couple of times before I ran into Brownie, who was spittin game at these chicks. We went to Brownie’s car and started up with the jager bombs. LNDT inspired us to do jager bombs before the race, and we had to oblige. On the way to Brownie’s car, we see Marissa, Jennifer and some other guy and we tell them to come up to the car and have a bomb with us.
I was drinking a Lone Star and got a lot of interesting and incredulous looks from some of the other people there. I don’t think that they could believe that someone was already drinking a beer at 9 in the morning. While I was walking around, we ran into Jan and the Pillsboro Doughboy.
I had to take a picture with the guy. I hadn’t realized until just now that I’m almost as fat as the doughboy. Dayam.
I turned around and saw those guy behind me. Now, Austin has a big tradition of people wearing weird outfits and doing crazy things for runs.
Anyway, I’m not sure what they were going for, but just like a train wreck, I had to take a picture of them stretching. These guys were getting looks from all the girls, and I think it was Jan who couldn’t believe that I’d just taken a picture of these guys.
There were a lot of people here, according to Brownie, there were 1767 people in the race. I think it may have been more than that. I took some general pictures of the crowds both before, during and at the end of the race. Speaking of Brownie, that guy finished 66th, in 31 minutes and some change. Homeboy is fast.
In typical fashion, there was a beer check near the end. Waiting there were all the other people that beat me, BROWNIE, Barbara, Marissa, Jan, Ed, SPEEDY EDIE and a couple of other people that I can’t remember right now.
Kudos to everyone for finishing the race.
While we were milling around, I went to try to get a beer and the damn thing slipped out of my hand and onto a bottle of whiskey. Turns out, this was the last of the Wild Turkey that Todd bought and it was an important souvenir/ memento of him. I didn’t realize the importance of the bottle, but we all had a drink from the leftovers and we all toasted to him.
I feel bad about having been the one to break it, but Barbara said it best when she said that maybe Todd was trying to tell us to move on. I dunno about that, in any case, it was not pleasant.
Speaking of Marissa, while we were waiting, we were wondering where the rest of the Asian mafia was at. Her sister and these 2 other chicks were still “out on trail” and we were all waiting for them to come in. After a while, they come in.
Marissa almost wasn’t in the pictures until she finally remembered that she was Asian, and she jumped in the posed picture just before I snapped it. I think the actual quote was “Oh wait, I’m Asian!” which I think will be the quote of the day.
I’m not going to break down this race’s stats and whatnot, cuz I don’t feel like it. I just want to mention that my legs were fine, and my lungs were fine, except for the being sick part.
Tomorrow morning, 12.5 miles as part of my marathon training.
That rocks, and that is typical Free Meat. When I read your quote from her, I could hear her say it.
I’m glad I’m a source of inspiration!
it was 5 miles
So what if I forget that I’m asian sometimes… It was definitely a great time by all.
on-on
Ain’t nothing wrong with that.
Next stop, Trail of Lights! Since this is at night, it might turn into a very loooong night.