Yes, I know it’s 2017, but I was unable to find this year’s logo. This is my third year running this low key, free, yet chip timed turkey trot. I’m sure the big ones are a ton of fun, too, but it’s just far easier for me to get in and out of a smaller race and still have a peaceful morning.
I probably need to leave a bit later than I have been. There was no one parking where I park, or very few, and it’s not a very long walk to packet pickup (which is always easy). Unfortunately City Hall continues to be closed, but I was early enough to use the porta-potty before the line formed.
Then I just took my time walking around and taking some photos. There’s cookies, banas, donuts, coffee, hot chocolate and more out before (and after) the race, but I had my Honeystinger waffle since it had been a while since breakfast and I was good (although that hot chocolate was a little tempting).
I continued with my flow of gunning for a PR but not actually looking up what my previous PR was. I just decided to to try to keep it under an 11 minute mile for the race — and even with the big hill in mile 2, I managed to hold onto that pace — just!
So how’d that work for me?
- Mile 1: 10:39. There are some rolling hills the first mile, but I started off a bit faster this year; not quite as I had hoped for — thank you, hills.
- Mile 2: 10:59. You go up the hill. Then you turn, and continue uphill. And up . . . still faster than last year.
- Mile 3: 10:02. Ah, what goes up most come down. And a couple of seconds faster than last year — literally.
- Last .48 mile: 9:52. The only slower lap, which oddly was apparently just a tad longer than last year.
The weather & dressing
It was warmer this year, and yet I still wore my North Face Thermoball; with my Skirt Sports Wonder Wool Tee and Hearbreaker skirt (discontinued? say it ain’t so!) I felt I nailed my outfit again. Or maybe it felt warmer because I actually dressed warmer than last year — but again, I was comfortable.
Was the race well run?
I think it’s extremely well run, especially since it’s free! You can pay for a race shirt . . . or not (I never have — maybe if they ever went to sweatshirts! That’d be cool). It’s chip timed. Although there’s no starting mat and I always wonder how that works. The refreshments are pretty nice.
This year there was a drone at the start, which was fun, but I’ve no idea where that footage was posted, if it was. I know I got to wave at it, so I’d like to see it. I think!
Because it’s not crowded, you can quickly find your own running space — especially once you hit the hills. Although speedy runners come out for this, the families looking for fun do, too; they can be path hogs, but hey, it’s a holiday (there was no swearing).
It’s a challenging run. While a 127 foot hill doesn’t sound like much, trust me, it’s steep. I ran into one of those friends after the race, and I had warned her it was hilly (her first time running this race) — she likes hills — and her comment was “Holy Hills!”. But the payoff is that sweet downhill to the finish (with a few minor hills). My friend thinks this needs to be her new holiday tradition.
It’s also a ton of fun to watch the kiddie’s races, although I admit since now I do a warmup mile, I really didn’t. It’s just an all around good ole American fun way to stoke your metabolism before Thanksgiving dinner and I’m always glad I run it, despite having to hustle home and shower and change quickly and make sure everything is pretty much done the night before (although Mr. Judy helps out, of course).