Queenie the Cow posed after the race with Fishing River Running Club members Sarah Wilson (second from right), who rocked her first half-marathon, Stacey Ellerman (far left), who paced her, and myself.
Just for the record … we weren’t actually running WITH any cows, despite the clever title of this half-marathon race. This was not like the running of the bulls, or anything risky like that.
Nevertheless, Running With The Cows earns high marks for marketing creativity, managing to attract thousands of runners to an otherwise nondescript stretch of rural roads for an enjoyable half marathon near Bucyrus, Kan., on May 10 (yes, this race report is over a month late). This was a fun race, mostly because of the before-and-after amenities rather than the course itself.
Photo and autograph from Meb Keflezighi … plus a PR in the half marathon … not even a torrential rainstorm could dampen my enthusiasm for last weekend’s Garmin Marathon in the Land of Oz.
I’m glad I decided to run the Heartland 39.3 series of half marathons instead of my usual spring marathon. To go from running only 2-3 marathons a year, to racing every other weekend, has been fun. This break in my routine is just the boost I needed to energize my training for the Kansas City Marathon.
From Meb’s appearance at the pasta dinner on the eve of the race, to crossing the finish line with a PR of 1:38:36 (average pace of 7:32/mile) to earn a second-place finish in my age group, this has been a memorable weekend. The Garmin Marathon in the Land of Oz had been bittersweet in my memory … Sweet, because a friend went above and beyond to support my effort to BQ the last time I ran here (booking a hotel room for us and meeting me along the course with Prolong sports drink). Bitter, because I fell short of my BQ (had to travel to South Dakota to accomplish that goal).
But this weekend, as the kids would say, was sweet.
Nothing is more frustrating than being stuck in a slow porta-potty line when the race is about to start … nothing, that is, except knowing that it’s your own blame fool fault.
But today was such a gorgeous day for a race, and the Rock the Parkway Half Marathon (in Overland Park, KS) is such a great event, that not even my pre-race stupidity could mar the day.
Let this be a lesson to you.