Everyone here was so nice.
I don’t have a ton to say about the day, but that was my big takeaway. I don’t know if it’s people who live in Seattle, or runners in general, or the running community of Seattle; but each person I met was a total sweetheart.
This race was super chill. We didn’t even start until 9am. Usually, I don’t think starts that late are the best ideas. However, it wasn’t hot at all. I wore a sweatshirt through the whole thing. It was a bit chilly, but the air was really nice. (I’d much rather be a bit chilly than in sweltering heat (cough, cough – Los Angeles).)
We started with a big random hill, then we just went on a pretty flat walking/bike path starting in Gas Works park. I walked the whole way, taking it easy since I had 52.4 miles ahead of me this weekend.
I had phone conversations with my sister and my dad. I listened to some tunes. I listened to some thoughts. When I was coming back, I saw the space needle in the distance, which I thought was cool. “Yep. I’m in Seattle. Awesome.”
I’d heard that last year some people got lost. Surprisingly, I did not get lost! I know I get lost everywhere when left to my own devices. Not here. Boom!
They had delicious chicken noodle soup at the end – and the loveliest volunteers ladling it out for us.
We also got a pretty rad wintery hat. That was a fun, different thing.
Basically, it was a chill, lovely race. We’ll see what tomorrow brings.