So Mrs Notthat and I signed up for the 10K, which since it was half of the Half Marathon course at about 10.6 miles, was more accurately a Quarter Marathon.
|I love seeing Baby Coastal at these events. He seemed to approve of me opting for the Quarter Marathon over the Half Marathon.|
A lot of the course is in the trees, which I never get tired of.
|The volunteer is trying hard to get me to stop for goodies, but I've only been going for less than two miles.|
This is only the second time that I've been able to run this short bit of single-track that's easily my favorite part of the trails out here (as long as I remember to duck under the low branch that keeps me on my toes).
|Volunteer Lliw (not his real name) keeping us hydrated.|
|With no hills or mountains, the goats settled for climbing trees.|
And then a bit after that I found Mrs Notthat, comfortably ahead of me (no surprise, and no, there is no way I'm going to make an "old goat" joke here).
The Perpetual Mud Hole was present on this second loop. Being a veteran of this course, I knew about the bypass trail and managed to dodge this.
|"Show me how miserable it is to work an aid station!" I called out. They were obviously doing it wrong since they were having a blast out there.|
The pavement had many of these tiny yellow snails, a lot of which had been squished by the time I came through. (They were really hard to avoid, plus they were a bit obnoxious with their taunting.)
Once I managed to survive the Yellow Snail Gauntlet, I was at the finish line.
|Mrs Notthat and Drannyl (not his real name) swapping escargot recipes.|
But good enough to win a third place age group medal. (OK, truth be told, I could have taken three hours to finish and I would have won this since there were only three in my age group.)
Here's kind of a funny thing about the age groups in this race; there were 34 Quarter Marathon finishers. Nearly a third of them (11) were in the age group that Mrs Notthat and I share. Unfortunately for her, 8 of them were women, with 3 of them being pretty fast (she got 4th, and beat 4 others, but no bonus medal, and I'm not gloating about that, at least not when she's looking).
The race was a blast. And I loved the shirt with the dog on the bench (which looks a lot like our dog, other than our dog would never stand still like that, ever).
This race proved that even minor changes to a course can make it feel very different, and also that the Point Pinole trails are fun no matter which way you run them.
That's it - move along…
PS: You can see more of my pictures here.