What’s up, playa hatas? How did Christmas treat ya? Did Santa make your heart skip and your eyes gleam with the treasures from his sleigh? Did he get you one of these? If so, can I come over and play with it?
My Christmas was momentous in that I tried my very first raw oyster and didn’t throw up. In fact, I had five more of those slimy bastards because they were straight up delicious. And on that I will lay blame for not posting for so long. And a whole bunch of other crap, but basically, it was the oysters. The oysters, I tell ya!
Anyway. A couple weekends before Christmas, Kristina and I participated in the Santa’s Twilight 5K at Honeymoon Island, which was pretty much the only Christmas-y activity I participated in this year.
I am pleased to say we did not get lost this time. Instead, we got to the race a whopping hour and a half early to pick up our race packets, which was plenty of time to do that, pick up Kristina’s in-laws’ race packets, take pictures, and shoot the shit.
While I did enjoy the race, I felt that it could have been more organized. The start time was pushed back from 7:00 to 7:10 to accommodate the late-comers (?), and I felt the organizers didn’t have a back-up plan to light the course. Because it was on the beach, it was hella windy, and the only course lights we had were votive candles, which were almost all blown out, and glow-in-the-dark necklaces. It was a hard course, being that it was uneven and bumpy (even on the pavement), and I for one would have felt a little bit better had it been better-lit. As a result, I felt like I had to keep a constant watch on the ground to make sure I didn’t trip and sprain and/or break something.
There was also only one water station on the entire course. Look, I know it’s only 3.1 miles, but these fun runs have people of all ages and health backgrounds participating. People need their water! Err on the side of caution and put up a few more water stations. And also put up mile markers, too. I like to know where I’m at in any given point in a race, and how much farther I need to go. Not knowing makes the race seem endless.
There were high points, too: the energy of the crowd, admiring all the fun costumes people wore, Christmas music playing at the start/finish area to pump everybody up, and hanging out with friends. It helped me get into the Christmas spirit. I’m not sure if I would participate next year, but I’m glad I did this year.
My time wasn’t the best (47:50), but my only goal was to run the entire race, which I pretty much did. So I still consider it a win. And Kristina and I got beer afterward. Double win.