Dons Battalion Veterans’ Day 4 Miler!

This was the race that I’d persuaded the Husband and the Bro to run. The guys had been for one or two training runs over the Ramsden visit and we were all signed up. The race was held at Lake Merced, a small lake on the southern edges of San Francisco. It’s in a part of the city notorious for fog, damp and chilliness, and next to San Francisco State University. It was SFSU’s Dons Battalion who organised the race – I think they’re a Uni army cadet battalion but I may well be wrong. There’s a path all round it – mostly paved with a short stretch of gravel. I’d meant to run round the lake for a long time now, so was excited.

Lake Merced on a gorgeous morning

We sloped out early, leaving the little man at home with his grandparents and we got there with plenty of time. Just as well – just one porta-loo for everyone. But it was a tiny race…I’m poor at counting but maybe a hundred or so runners?

Registration

Three Ramsdens

Soldiers everywhere.

Flags were marched in and posted in the ground. The National Anthem was sung. I got a bit weepy. And then we were off! I lost the boys pretty much immediately and sped off on the first, primarily downhill mile. I started too fast, I always do, but I thought I could hang onto a decent pace for a short distance. So I did – picking out my next ‘victim’ and slowly but surely passing them. It’s the first time I’ve managed to do this, and it was a bit of an ego boost! I was concentrating so hard on the course and on my running that I hardly noticed the lake. Later on, I asked the Husband if he’d seen the lake during the race and he looked at me stupidly. Apparently it was visible for most of the run, but I didn’t see it at all.

The course was basically downhill for the first half and uphill for the second half. There was a nasty little hill in the last mile. I’d been following a girl with gorgeous hair for a mile or so and was intent on passing her. But all of a sudden I was running past her and she was walking!! ‘Come on, run’, I encouraged her as I passed. And about a minute later she caught me and said ‘Okay, I’m back’ and then proceeded to pick up the pace. I tried to stay with her but couldn’t quite make it. So much for my magnanimousness.  But quickly the Girl with Nice Hair and then I came up to the finishing chute and we were done.

Because this race is so small, there were no chipped timing. I don’t mind this at all. But their timing system was quite exciting. You got your own personal soldier who ‘claimed’ you at the end, told you your time and ripped off part of your bib, writing your time, age-group and gender on it. This chit was then passed to another soldier with the results board. Old-fashioned but it worked well. My Personal Soldier told me I’d run it in 33.50. My watch told me 33.44 and because it did take me a few seconds to get to the start line, I’m confident in my watch time. That’s an 8.29 pace. Totally thrilled with that, thank you.

No photos of me finishing. The downside of being the fastest runner in your group.

The first time I’ve ever written that sentence.

The finish line

I had time to grab some water, pop to the car (parked next to the finish line, a benefit of small races) and get the camera in time to watch the Husband run strongly to the finish line. He ran it in 37.56 which was a great time. And then we waited a few more minutes for the Bro to run in. He finished in 44.20 which was a fantastic time for him!

The Husband finishes…

And so does the Bro

Now I have a confession to make. Because it was such a small race, I had wondered/dreamed/hoped that I might place in my age-group. I’m faster than I’ve ever been before (although I have no illusions of speediness, I promise) and I knew that this would be one of my best ever chances of placing. So once the boys were in, I sent the Husband to have a look at the results board. He came back and told me I was 5th…medals were three deep. Oh well. I went to look for myself and realised I was 4th. 25 seconds behind a lady who passed me in the final half mile. Darn it!!! I felt like the poor Olympians who came in 4th! On a smaller scale, obviously.

The heartbreak of 4th place 🙂
Source

The results board

But all in all…a fantastic morning. The race was only $20 – thus no chip, no medals, no mile-markers etc. I love the swag and the razzmatazz for big races and I am relatively happy to pay for it (within reason). But I would rather pay a smaller fee and have simpler races…and get to race more often. So thank you Dons Battalion and your lovely soldiers for hosting such a great little race!

And then the guys headed home and WHAM, I did a Wonder Woman style change of clothes (seriously, spun round in a circle until I was ready) and pranced elegantly and effortlessly off to the baptism of our friends’ little gorgeous boy!

A couple of baby-wipes and I’m ready for church!

About Cathryn

I'm from Wiltshire, a beautiful rural county in the south of England. My husband, son and I moved to California in August 2010 with my husband's job, whilst I stay at home with The Dude, our gorgeous five year old son. I love running and cycling. I'm a Christian. I am finally learning to cook (about time too). I'm loving exploring this new part of the world and meeting its wonderful people.
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20 Responses to Dons Battalion Veterans’ Day 4 Miler!

  1. Jen says:

    Congrats on a good race! Age group placing is so random — it all depends on who showed up that morning. I’m sure you’ll get an AG award sooner or later!

  2. Cathryn says:

    I think it’s so unlikely…and honestly I’m not THAT fussed but it would be really exciting. It was a great race though – we should all do it next year.

  3. I agree–age group placing is so hit or miss! I think you did just great! It looks like such a fun race w/ beautiful weather, too!

    • Cathryn says:

      Thank you! Yes, we were lucky with the weather and I was honestly blown away by my pace! It’s exciting when you can see yourself getting faster!! It was a fun morning!

  4. Bean says:

    Amazing job. Looks like a really fun race and you killed it. I have also totally zoned out and not noticed the route at all while running. This method does not work as well on trail runs as when you zone back in you wonder if you are on the right trail until you catch or are caught by someone. With miles in the 8s I am thinking just a matter of time until an AG award comes your way.

    • Cathryn says:

      It would be fun, but I’ll survive without winning anything. I’ve lasted this long 😉 I think one of my 2013 resolutions will be to enter loads of TINY races so i stand a better chance.

  5. awesome job on that race there, u can’t be hung up on the places, u ran a great time for u so be happy. plus, man that was a CRUEL race director, who makes u finish on the uphill, i’d much rather get the hills out of the way at first! great job to all three of you! 🙂

  6. Angela says:

    Sounds like a fun time! Congrats on a great race! 😀

  7. Hey! New reader! I love that you had the guys sign up for the race. Congrats, GREAAAT pace!

  8. Lisa says:

    Congrats on a great race! It’s so cool that your husband and brother ran it too 🙂

  9. My apologies if you get this comment twice, I don’t think it worked the first time! Just wanted to say congratulations on your race 🙂

  10. You look like a tiny teacup in between your husband and his brother. Cute! And I’m so sad that you just missed your age group top three. But you ran a great race and held a great pace! Especially with hills!

  11. Kristen says:

    Awesome race!! I agree with Jen – run trails. I have yet to AG place but like you, I came in 4th last weekend at a trail race. It is my only chance of ever getting an age group award. 🙂 How fun you had the family run with you!

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