Let me start off by saying, I loves me a virtual race. Combine that with a Harry Potter theme and you are basically 100% guaranteed that I will sign up. So far this year, I have completed 4 Potter-inspired “virtual” races varying in distance from a 5K to a 5-miler (all completed on my treadmill,
course you are shocked).
|Visitor Entrance to the Ministry of Magic|
Now, in full disclosure I have been nursing an Achilles injury sustained during the Neon Run 5K the previous weekend and probably should not have opted to run over 6 miles less than a week after the injury, but what can I say, I am a glutton for punishment
and obsessed with all things Potter.
We decided to start early to beat the heat, so at 6:30 AM we met in Baker Park to start our run. Things started out fun, the weather was nice and I was still in an overall
mood… that was until we reached the Mount Olivet Cemetery leg of the course, which
is about 3.5 miles
Side note – Mount Olivet Cemetery is VERY old, and is where Francis Scott Key is buried, ya know, the guy who wrote our national anthem, so in that respect it is pretty interesting.
- I find running in a cemetery creepy (especially when there is a weird dude on a bike who just keeps lapping you with no apparent destination in mind)
- I really wanted to stop and look at the civil war section of the cemetery where the soldiers were buried because I am a history geek but the PIC kept cracking the whip and making me soldier on (see what I did there?)
- By this time I realize that an Achilles tendon needs time to heal and it is angry at me… VERY ANGRY
When we leave the cemetery to head back to Baker Park it is pretty much down hill and completely shaded until the park so my mood returned to being
great tolerable. As we ventured into mile 5
I realized that I hated
Melinda I had to give in and
placate my angry Achilles by giving up on running and instead walking the last
mile. Being the dear that she is, the PIC stuck with me instead of forging on
with her run (now I feel bad for telling her “shut up, I hate you” at least 5 times
during the race).
Now I am not exactly sure what our finishing time was, primarily because at mile 6.24somethingorother I spotted a guy walking 3 wiener dogs in the park and my A.D.D. kicked in so all I wanted to do was pet those dogs, thus totally forgetting to stop the Garmin - oopsie.
We ended the race with a quick photo op with our medals and of course, breakfast (I picked up the tab to make up for all of the “shut up, I hate yous” uttered during the run, it seemed like the least I could do).
In the end we had a great time and a lot of laughs
through my tears of pain. But
if I am going to keep it real – I had loads more fun with the PIC on Sunday at the
Orioles game and pre-game brunch with bottomless mimosas at the Hotel Monaco,