Strictly Running is
great. I received a reminder email from
them about the Superhero 5k a little while back. I checked my schedule and saw that while I would
work at the library that day, I did not have a race scheduled on the calendar. I ran the DC Wonder Woman 5k the previous
week, so I figured that if I participate in the Superhero race, I could wear
that sweet red shirt I got from the previous run.
And then my
youngest, Tori, wanted to run in the race.
Years ago, Tori dressed as “Princess Hulk” when we lived in Texas. Amanda thought it would be a good idea for
Tori to reenact that again, but this time for a run.
Friday afternoon, I
head to Strictly Running for packet pick-up.
They have everything ready, as usual, and it was quick. In the bag was my bib, a bright yellow shirt,
literature on child abuse awareness, and a voucher for a free game of
bowling.
The dog was ready for the race to start |
Saturday morning
rolls around, and it is bitter cold. I
verbally ask Google for driving directions to “Segra Park,” but each time I do,
my Android phone insisted on giving me three day directions to Sequoia National
Park in California. Five times. So much for a traffic update, but at least I
know where I’m going. Tori and I drive down I-126 to get to the baseball
stadium, and the Broad River had a thick layer of fog slightly rising around
it. It made the Columbia skyline look
amazing as we drove closer to town. I
haven’t been to Segra Park since it was renamed, and construction happening
around it threw me off for a bit.
We arrived and parked the car. Since it was still cold and we had 15 minutes, Tori and I sat inside for a few minutes before we braved the 37 degree weather. She had her Hulk outfit on, but she put Amanda’s old high school cheerleading sweatshirt on over it, and decided to wear a Stranger Things’ Scoops Ahoy hat instead of a tiara. I guess season three of that Netflix series needed someone to get angry and go green.
We arrived and parked the car. Since it was still cold and we had 15 minutes, Tori and I sat inside for a few minutes before we braved the 37 degree weather. She had her Hulk outfit on, but she put Amanda’s old high school cheerleading sweatshirt on over it, and decided to wear a Stranger Things’ Scoops Ahoy hat instead of a tiara. I guess season three of that Netflix series needed someone to get angry and go green.
In the meantime, I
watch several people wearing bibs get out of their vehicles and walk around the
stadium. At the ten minute mark, Tori
and I get out of the car and start walking to where the others headed. I make it five feet when a woman stops me and
asks if my daughter and I were going to the race, and I reply yes. As I answer, I turn completely around and
both of our bibs are in clear view. The
woman asks us if we are running in the race or if we are here to show support,
and I say “yes we are,” thinking the bibs are a dead giveaway. She then tells us that she thinks we are
going the wrong way because someone told her that the race started somewhere
“north on Turner Street.”
At this point, I’m so confused after watching
at least 15 people walk around the north side of the stadium heading west and I
have never heard of Turner Street. I
tell her that I watched several people walk around the stadium, and she replied
that maybe I should ask the people at the stadium to make sure. Tori and I hurry towards the stadium and we
see other people trickle out of their cars and head westward… like slow moving,
cold shivering miners looking for gold.
We make it to the
starting line with about five minutes to spare.
I spot Alex McDonald (pulling picture taking duties), Naomi Rabon, Jen
Kryzanowski, Rocky Soderberg, Kerri Stubbs, and Clara Nance among the mass of
running attire and costumes flowing throughout the start line assembly
area. Tori initially wanted to walk the
course, once the race started, she was right behind me running along.
We head north
running around many costumes and capes along the way. At the half mile area, there’s this hill that
looks a little intimidating, especially for a kid who doesn’t like the cold
weather. I keep telling Tori that we
need to keep a good pace, especially since other children her age are sprinting
and wearing themselves out before the first mile. We trod up the hill and make it, but
eventually Tori needed to walk near the 1 mile mark.
We make the corner
at 1.5 miles and I notice a bunch of people in blue shirts walking towards
us. I didn’t remember seeing a mass of
powder blue shirts at the starting area, but Tori had slowed down quite a bit
since the 1 mile mark and I just chalked it up to… fast walkers?
Heart Check participants |
As we pass the third
group of blue shirts, Tori remarks that the shirts all say “Heart Check” and
both of us thought it was pretty neat that two events cross paths around the
same time. I bet the police and both
event volunteers had an interesting time keeping streams of traffic from both
events safe and on the right path.
As we continue past
the sea of blue shirts, Tori and I push up a hill and keep going, and the next
mile was so flat that was quite refreshing.
As I run along, I reminisce on the Bunny Hop 5k that Tori and I did
around there a few years ago. We go
around a few corners and make it down Calhoun Street, and I mean down because
of the decline. Tori and I turn left
towards the stadium, and at this point, I have to remind Tori that we are
almost done… because she IS done. It’s cold, she hasn’t run in a few weeks, and
she wants to go get a Cherry Icee (Stranger Things reference).
Where is my ICEE? |
I make a deal with Tori that she will get an
Icee if we finish strong. She agrees,
and I try to pump her up mentally as we round the corner and head along the
walkway to the stadium interior grounds.
Tori didn’t care, but we sprint to the finish line and walk to cool
down. She and I finish around the 36
minute mark, but that didn’t matter; we stayed together the whole time.
We had a few minutes
before Tori and I had to meet up with Amanda at the Soda City Saturday Market
on Main Street, so we checked out the stands, grabbed several bottles of water,
a hot dog, and some nachos. We couldn’t
stay for the awards ceremony because I had to get ready for work at the library,
and a sick Amanda was probably waiting on Main Street, thus Tori and I took
off. Oh, and out car was so warm after
standing around in a slightly higher 40 degrees for 10 minutes or so as we left
the stadium and made our way to Main Street.
Leading up into the stadium |
The finish line is in sight! |
Please check out my video showing the course, capes, and costumes for the Superhero 5k.
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