I'm a little late writing all this, but Fathers Day Weekend is a neat one here in Old Town Fort Collins. It starts on the Saturday morning before with the Old Town Car Show, Sunday morning is the Fathers Day 5k, and all weekend long was the Taste of Ft. Collins. We had beautiful weather for the whole weekend.
A little back story on the place I work, it was owned by the same person for over 2 decades, then while I was out in Chicago last Oct on vacation, it was sold while I was gone. Our new owner is a good guy, an active Mormon in his church, and generally a nice boss. In years past we have always been business as usual on days that Old Town would be shut down for these kinds of things. The ex store manager, "The Old Man" made sure of it. But this year we embraced the atmoshpere, the new owner came down and greeted people, spent the day saying hi and petting Jaz. Some pics...
So I got up Sunday morning to run the Fathers Day 5k. I had dropped a hint a couple times to my new friend and running pal Doug that he should come out and run it. He also was looking for the magical sub 20, although he was one week out from the Mt. Evans ascent. He decided to and we ran the race together. A little backdrop on Doug. He and I have run 6 races together now, and in the first 4 I was anywhere from 2-9 minutes behind me, depending on the distance, but the last 2, Boulder and now this 5k, he has finished faster than me in both races. He's really getting quick and becoming a terrific runner. I woke up with my stomach not feeling right. I spent over 2 hours nursing it, trying to get it ready to race. When the gun went off, I felt ok. Doug and I ran the first half of the race together, but around then, I started to fall off a little. Around 2.5 I knew I wasn't going to get in under 20, but Doug was still going strong and was able to get in at 19:43. I came across 20:30. I didn't think much about it at the time and chalked it up to stomach problems, but by noon that day I had a 101 degree fever and my stomach was really hurting. Looks like I had the flu. My fever broke the next day, and this morning finally I ran without stomach issues again for the first time. I still feel weak, but at least I can really get going again.
Hey, the 4th is coming up. My favorite holiday...
3 comments:
It was great to run with you. That really sucked that you got sick and I know that you probably would have dusted me if you were 100%.
I'm looking forward to the next race that we can run together. After Mt Evans, I am thinking about the Run for Hope 5K at the end of July in Ft Collins, and then I have the Rat Race 10K August 9th in Ault.
Dusted you? You've gotten me the last two times. Your times are really coming down because your doing good work. It's awesome. :-) I think they're both on Saturdays, which makes it tough for me to get out, although I may be able to swing the Run for Hope. I'm sure we'll figure it out. Congrats again, and GOOD LUCK this weekend. Can't wait to hear how you did.
Sorry to hear of the tummy troubles, my friend, but glad you are better now!
4th of July, huh? I had no idea you were such a sucker for fireworks. Is there a big fireworks show in FC? Boston has a huge display over the Charles river and it's lovely. :-)
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