When I had told people I was doing this race over half of them thought I was running here:
However if you look it up you’d find out it was here:
This being said it was more cooler today but not nearly cool enough for a half marathon that being said I paid to run and the show must go on.
I start the first mile not too fast but not too slow. However at the end of mile one a bee stings me on my neck and shoulder area. This is something that I have not have happened all together, let alone in a race!
I ran with my friend Christina for the first three and a half miles. I then stopped for water and that was when my feet didn’t want to go one in front of the other. Something felt odd. I felt the sting of the bee wasn’t pleasant but it was almost gone by then.
I saw goats at Mile four. I also realized there was a scenic beauty on this course with a few paved trails and
The Gansett van passed me by a couple of times at miles 5 and 6.
Mile seven I hit the wall and everything came crashing down. Toes were blistered in a couple of spots. I have a blister on my right foot the size of a quarter where my shoe had rubbed. Every shaded area was a blessing but I felt gassed. Never was I happier to see a finish line.
Right after the race I felt like I could pass out. I ate and drank water and took what seemed forever to get back to my car (almost a half of a mile walk to the car!)
Mr Gansett can was a happy site before it all went downhill.
I changed shirts, dressed down to flip-flops, and went back to the after party. After that I to the after party and have a Narragansett Summer Ale. I feel that it isn’t as good as when I had it a couple of years ago. It doesn’t have the lemony zest and the hops on it doesn’t come across so well. I went out to get some therapy and for a side treat I got to see the last finisher cross the finish line but not before the blow up truss had been deflated to the ground.
I get back to the party to see four large-sized kiddie pools filled with beer but the front beer coolers were not. When I asked the volunteer/server if I could have one he said no because they shut down at Noon. No where in any communication said that the after party would stop at noon. The Dime a Dozen cover band was still playing at this moment. You could have at least served beer until they were done. The email sent out promised two beers and I didn’t get but one.
All in all I am about 75% sure that I may not run this race again, mainly because the last finisher had the opportunity to drink zero beer.