Monday, September 7, 2015
work hard, play hard
Happy Labor Day! Hope no one is laboring TOO hard. Meego and I completed our volunteer marathon duty, so another one in the books.
It was a beautiful day for it. Not too hot, no real wind to speak of, and some friendly clouds floating around. We left the house at the butt crack of dawn to get to our station. I had to trick out each of our bikes with lights, so that was kinda fun.
Meego wouldn't let me take a photo of his face. Look at him here pretending to be all attentive to the ONE approaching runner.
The course is traditionally a one-way gentle downhill slope starting north of the city and finishing at a downtown park. Because of closures to the trail through the Air Force Academy this year, the course was altered to an out-and-back, starting and ending at the downtown park.
Our aid station was at mile 11, and then we got them again at mile 18. I tellya, looking at some of them the first time through, we weren't sure if we'd see them on the flip side. Most of them trooped on through.
I'd say things went very smoothly at our post. There was quite a bit of recreational traffic in addition to the marathoners, but everyone seemed pretty polite.
One poor woman crashed her bicycle and was helped down to our station. She was rather banged up and didn't seem "all there". Pretty spacey. She convalesced for a while and then got a ride. Hope she's okay.
But it was all pretty inspiring. We saw old runners, heavy runners, blind runners, recovering-from-something runners, along with the fast runners and slow runners.
And there were a few that we didn't see on the flip side. Bailed out somewhere in between, and there's no shame in that. One of the guys at our station gave a runner a ride back to the park after she was too sick to continue.
After the last runner'd gone through, and we'd cleaned up, Meego and I stopped for lunch and a visit with an iguana on the way home.
Because what's Labor Day without an iguana?