We arrive, parked on the lawn and hiked down to the bridge. No crazy lines this year. Maybe it was because it was a Sunday, but there were less runners and hardly any walkers. I walked illegally. I went to the registration tent and they couldn't find me on the list.
This year the 5 and 10K started at the same time. The course never changes significantly. It starts with a small hill up from the covered bridge, and you turn a corner, go down a bit. Then you go up. And up. And up. For 9/10 a mile, then turn a corner and go up another 1/4 of a mile. Everything that comes after that is a walk in the park. They don't call this a challenge for nothing.
Halfway up the hill everyone was out of site. Usually I'm in the back walking with Lydia. But she didn't go this year. I had hopes I'd be further front. Hope spring eternal. I was dead last. At the top of the hill I saw these silos filled with corn.
I finished in 55:40. About my time the first year. Last year I was over 60 minutes. the year before 58. The first year 55:37. Of course I didn't cross the finish line. I was a nonparticipant.
These are the signs on the road. I loved them.
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