Up at 7am, on the road at 7:45 to make it for the 8:30 start of the Shaugnessy 8k. We were there to cheer on Big D for his first official race! Michael and I had done the Shaugnessy run two or three times before and it felt really odd to be there as a spectator. Big D (looking every inch a runner) stopped for a brief photo op and then they were off! We saw so many people that we recognized from all the 10k runs that we have done over the years and it was a great experience to see Oliver Utting and Nancy Tinari (who usually placed first in the races that we ran) booking it down the hill on the way to the finish line at the twenty five and twenty eight minute mark. We wandered back to the finish line and I had guesstimated that Big D would finish at around fifty minutes, but he came in just under forty-five, looking great, relaxed and strong.
As they were awarding the medals Big D disappeared for a couple of minutes and then returned with a sheepish grin on his face. "What?" I said, wondering why he was looking at me so oddly. "Nothing!" he replied, smiling. I looked down and he had about four pamphlets for upcoming races. Cool! Go Big D!
Congrats, man!
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