I ran the Half Marathon segment of the Route 66 Half Marathon here in Tulsa on Sunday. Sorry I don’t have too many pics. The temp was about 20 at the start of the race and didn’t get above 30. So at the first of the race while waiting in the “Corral” and at the end my fingers and hands felt like stone so no pics. As I got going my I warmed up and my hands thawed and I pulled the camera out a few times.
The course started out downtown and wound down and around what is called Midtown in Tulsa just south of downtown and then further south to a funky little area of small houses and cool restaurants and stores called Brookside. From there we got on Riverside drive and ran north parallel to the Arkansas River back to downtown and then finished in and old warehouse area called the Brady District
(I am fascinated by water station squalor. Runners are such pigs. Oink, oink, snort.)
At the end of a race I generally circulate around and talk to who I know and see what is going on. Take a few pics, take in the scene. Sunday, nope, too danged cold. I did cash in my two beer tickets at once. The lady at the beer table was impressed as I walked away carrying my two beers and my gear bag wearing mittens. Child’s play is what she doesn’t realize.
There are lots of signs on the route. Most by family members of runners. “Go Janet!” or “WTG Dad!” Those are okay. I love the Lululemon Girls. Lululemon is a store that sells high end “cute” workout gear. I don’t think that I have any unless Kohl’s sells their label. I do love the Lululemon girls signs. They have a new store on Peoria in the Brookside area. That ‘s the kind of stuff that they sell in Brookside. I’m not putting it down, just saying. I have bought a few meals on Brookside, but never any merchandise. I’m kind of proud of that actually.
You notice that she is pointing the sign at me right?
The guy is obviously not a Lululemon girl. I bet his girlfriend is though. He gave me a fistbump. I accepted it reluctantly, just so you know. You see the girl is looking right at me. With that look. You know, the look don’t you? She didn’t offer a fist bump or much of anything else.
Anyways, I finished the race, grabbed my gear bag with extra clothes, grabbed and downed my beers and made my way to the shuttle bus. It was heated. I didn’t want to get off but I did. Made it home cleaned up before my selfie with the shirt and medal.
Hey when is the next race!!!
Well, it does sound as though you had a “fun” day!!! And good for you for finishing the race!! Hope you have a good week ahead! Enjoy, but don’t get into any trouble!!
You are such a kick, and massively devoted to run in that cold weather. I wonder if you hang to the back to take butt photos. Just sayin’.
I think it’s great. The only running I do is… well never.
You’re a better man than I Yogi. Distance running was never something that I found enjoyable. But then, I never had the Lulumon girls to cheer me on.
Congrats. And sounds like an excellent day even with the cold temps, which I will always take over a run in the rain.
Kudos to you for doing the race in such cold weather….well, for doing the race at all.
Brookside was my stomping grounds when I was a kid, way before it became so gentrified.
Congrats! Sounds so much harder in that weather (and it sounds impossibly hard anyway). Those sassy girls are having fun too.
You are a good man Alan. You ran circles around my little neighborhood. We are on the low end.
Well done you! Love all those funny signs.
Running is on a par with looking at cars in my eyes:-) However, what I am impressed with is the humour in the onlookers’ boards – very clever.
Why is it “worse” to run in cold weather as against warm? I would have thought the reverse would have been more comfortable.