I ran this with my friend Jim and we decided that we were just going to go out and have fun and talk to folks along the way, especially survivors. So, we just ran at whatever pace the person we were chatting with was running. It was nice. Met some great folks. Many of the survivors were extremely motivating to Jim and I, as we are both survivors of our own illnesses. The intersections were controlled by a Harley club and these guys and girls were awesome. I hate it when people that ride and dresss in the traditional Harley fashion get a bad rap because of it and these folks represented their group as outstanding citizens. There were also about 6 groups of cheerleaders from different high schools out on the course. They had developed cheers that had to do with beating cancer. We started running by them and high fiving to get them motivated because you could tell that they were cold.

Nothing. The point of the day was to have fun and celebrate the survivors and remember the lost. Mission accomplished.

Walked around and got a drink and a banana. Then we went downtown to the farmer's market and walked around and bought some coffee and wine (coffee for then, wine for later).


I wasn;t there to race anyone.