Entry FeedOK, maybe saying that I "raced" is over-stating it just a little. Today I ran - The Toronto Sporting Life 10 K 10th Anniversary Race. Me and 12,800 other people.
If you are in Toronto, it is the spring run. Starting just north of Eglinton, you run down Yonge Street. This year the course went west on Richmond, south on Peter, west on Front, and south on Bathurst to end up at Fort York.
The start was very well done this year. Different colours for different finishing time estimations. The race started at 8 am, but I was in the 8:05 start time, and then walkers could go at 8:10 am. A little early for a Sunday morning, especially with the subways not running until 9:00 am.
The finish was terrible! It took us 20 minutes from crossing the finish line to get out of the finisher's exit. COME ON!!!! I am guessing that they won't finish at Fort York again.
I did come away with a nice finisher's medal. I love it! I come home and Son One says, "did you really win?"
First I lied, "Yes! Yes I really won."
Then he wanted more information. "Really? You were first? Are you sure you weren't second?"
I had to come clean. I was in the 9000s. But I had over 3000 people behind me! I like to run, not race. I couldn't explain to my son that my chances of winning are somewhere between nil and never-gonna-happen. Today I felt good, and isn't that what I want him to get out of sport, too?
Congratulations!