We got up bright and early Sunday morning and C, C's sister D, and I reported to the boardwalk for the race.
Summary: We all did the run in around an hour. I did it in 58 minutes, pretty danged good for me especially given all the people.
Starting area, waiting for the race to begin. This sign is *supposed* to indicate that people standing here will run this pace. Ha! I hit the first mile marker at 16:50 after the race started, and there were walkers in front of the whole way. People! Walkers to the back or right, please...
No tortillas at this race, no costumes at this race, just beach balls.
Beach ball! Coming to get me!
The starting line. Notice the absence of a race clock, so you don't know how long it took you to hit the line once the race started.
Full Scottish band, with bagpipes and kilts. Excellent!
Going up a hill about a mile in. It was pretty much this crowded the *whole* race. I was dodging, prancing and weaving through people the whole way.
A terrible picture of the finish line. Apparently, I'm not so good at the running pictures this time around. Notice that there are still tons of people around me!
My race number, as proof. And, I have a t-shirt.
It was a fun race, and we'd do it again. Next time, though, we're starting closer to the front. And I'm eating a tasty baked good before the race. Just because I can.