August 31, 2011
When I was entering that title, I accidentally typed the word 'rave' instead of 'race.' That would have been sooo much cooler. I mean I've never done those drugs, but I've heard they're awesome--makes you want to pet everything (furniture, appliances, broken glass, etc) like it's a kitten. That's mindbending to me. And seriously, can you even imagine how much glow-in-the-dark crap you'd have to order from Oriental Trading to make a rave a success? Me neither.
But clearly, a swearing Mormon like me would never organize a rave, so I opted for a race instead...a 5k race to be exact.
Here's a video of the Saturday's 3.1. Totally not boring...unless you think running, and overcoming obstacles, and grabbing your dreams squarely by the ass is boring. If you're that type, then don't waste your four minutes. But if you like a splash of inspiration on a Wednesday morning while you should be filing expense reports, go ahead and click:
Seriously, how awesome are they? Don't you just want to unrecline your lazy boy and hit the pavement? I'm so proud of everyone who was brave enough to get out there and run. They inspire the crap out of me. They went from no miles to 3.1 miles in ten weeks--you could totally do it, too.
We had a few mishaps at the race. More specifically, we were locked out of Jared's office, and therefore locked out of the bathrooms; I possibly forgot to start my watch when I blew the start whistle (and didn't realize it until the first runner came through); the dollar store was fresh out of Gatorade, so we had to go with it's inbred step cousin called Rip-It; and the when the fire fighters came to unlock the building, I might not have had a permit for this whole affair....uhhhhhhmmmm, sorry boys! (ps You're hot)
I also forgot to thank the volunteers, and my assistant coach, because when I get busy I get flustered, and when I get flustered I accidentally turn into a douche bag--a sweet, well intentioned douche bag, but a db nonetheless.
YOU would never forget to thank your volunteers. So that fact that I did? I'd say that makes me not so average--in an airheaded assholean kind of way.
Day 1? Check!