Thank you all for your sweet comments about my flipping ankle. I’d kind of hoped that you’d all say ‘Run it anyway, get that bling!’ but you all assumed that I’d be sensible and let my ankle heal a bit. So with much sighing and harrumphing, I decided to do that.
I was always going to turn up on the day though. It felt like THE place to be as a runner in the Bay Area, so I decided to go and cheer. And then the Husband volunteered to take my place and run for me. I know people will have different views about that but bearing in mind I’d had paid for the race (he wasn’t a bandit) and he was never going to disrupt the age-group placing for 30 – 39 year old women, we were both fine with it. Also, being honest, I really wanted the medals and the t-shirt. Even if those medals weren’t mine, I wanted them in the house.
My ankle felt much stronger on Sunday morning, but I stuck with my wise decision and we drove over to Berkeley in plenty of time. Plenty of time for ME to need a bathroom stop, (someone forgot to tell my tummy that I wasn’t the one racing today) and for us to suddenly realise we’d left the Husband’s number at home. So we turned round, raced the 15 miles home, got the number, raced back and hurtled (within the legal speed-limits, obv) to Berkeley. We got to the start area a few minutes before the 10k start time. I dropped my boy racer off and the Dude and I set off to the finish line.
I hadn’t prepared for this. In my original plan, I was coming to this race alone, parking at the start line and getting the shuttle back to my car. I wasn’t actually sure where the finish was (I was planning to follow the fast people) and I don’t know my way round Berkeley very well. As such, I went the wrong way a few times, got stuck in race traffic (in the wrong direction), got some wrong directions from the course marshalls (no blame) and freaked out a little that I’d miss the Husband. All the time I was driving, I saw the runners and the course looked AMAZING! I really wanted to be running.
Eventually I parked up at the racecourse, where the finish line was, and the Dude and I dashed through the car-park to the finish line. No pain in the ankle – it’s healing. We’d been there about ten minutes, cheering, when the Husband ran through the finish line in 54 mins. Bearing in mind he’d cycled 30 hilly miles yesterday and didn’t know if he was racing until this morning, he did really well. We collected him, hugged him, picked up the race shirt (which is fantastic, I’m really excited about it) and got the additional medal I was also eligible for because I ran SF in June. He had also run both races, so he earned both medals! I got to keep the shirt – he’s not a Women’s Small or I would have passed it on.
He also got a beer token, but no under-21s were allowed in the beer area. So the Husband stood one side of the fence and we stood on the other, like star-crossed lovers in the French Revolution.
Juli and her friend arrived (her friend having run her first 10k) and then we saw Angela coming to find us! It was so good to see everyone, and personally I was relieved that everyone I spoke to said that I’d made the right call not to run – apparently the course was twisty, turny and had a significant amount of rough ground in it…ie: prime ankle-twisting territory. Later on, I got to meet Brianna too, which was really nice after chatting online for a while now! I missed out on meeting other bloggers – next time, we need to pick a spot so we can meet up more easily, it was really busy at the end.
Pretty much everything I heard about the race was good as regards organisation. The course isn’t apparently as PR-friendly as it was made out to be online, but I heard about two shiny new PRs so it’s clearly possible. I also heard not-so-good things about the courses for the longer distances (the 10 mile and the Half-Marathon). Out-n-backs, hairpin turns…and surprisingly little amount of time spent in the city of Berkeley itself before heading to the Bay. At the finish-line party, non-runners and under-21s weren’t allowed in the beer enclosure. I get the under-21s even though it doesn’t make it particularly family-friendly but excluding non-runners/supporters seems like a mistake. But all in all, for an inaugural event, it seemed to go well. The shirts are excellent and the medals were great!
Well done to all the runners out there today – you made it look so much fun! On with the ankle-healing, I want to run again.