Runner #218 - Me

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I friend of mine (Jerry) has recently created his own sort of "bucket list" -- other than turning 30-something there's nothing wrong with him. Apparently one of these things was to run in a 5K race... or a race of sometype or other.

He asked me to join him, and together with another friend (Sean), we crossed this off our lists.

I had 2 goals for this race:

1) Beat both of them - Done
2) Finish strong (meaning pass as many people as possible at the end, and not allow anyone to pass me) - Done

Out of a field of 361, I finished 210th. In my defense, I wasn't running at my own pace. I ran the first mile with Sean, and the 2nd mile with Jerry. It was shortly after the 2nd mile, that I picked up my pace a little.

Now to make all you lazy couch potatoes feel especially bad, according to the official race results, the follow aged people ran in the race:

9 year-old Brady: 26min 21sec
8 year-old Tommy: 27min 53sec
9 year-old Mason: 29min 12sec
86 year-old Ruth: 60min 22sec

In addition to these, there were several 10, 11, 12, etc... that ran. Come on people, close your browser, get off your lazy butt (if this applies to you), and do something.

Joy in Mudville

Last evening the wife and I took her sister to her annual birthday Baltimore Oriole baseball game. While the wife and I are not baseball fans by any stretch of imagination, Erin most definitely is, and since birthdays are about the people who have them, we saddle up in the family truckster every year, and head out to a game.

We have our traditions. Every year, we each get a barbeque platter from Boog Powell's barbeque stand (I have no idea what kind of first baseman the man was, but he sure makes some good barbeque), drinks, and head to our seats -- pretzels, and other snacks come later.

Typically, Ernest Lawrence Thayer gets it right with respect to the outcome of the game for a true Orioles fan; but last night this was not the case. The Orioles went up against the best team in baseball (numbers don't lie), and won 11-5.

Most impressively there was a guy named Scott Moore. According to the announcers and the JumboTron, Mr. Moore was 0-8 batting while with the Birds this year. Last night -- Grand Slam in the 3rd; not a bad 9th at bat.