Today I ran in a five mile road race. Or, to be more accurate, I ran perhaps a couple of miles that were on roads and ran another three miles that were on hard-packed snow on top of roads that you couldn't see. The race was the seasonally titled Hangover Classic in Bristol RI and the course wound around the northern side of Bristol Harbor through Colt State Park and along the shore of Upper Narragansett Bay.
Regular readers of this blog will know that that route goes by two of my favorite Laser launching places, the locations of many of my 94 Laser sailing days in 2008. But today I wasn't wearing the hat of Crazy Laser Sailor Grandad; I was wearing my other hat of Crazy Run Grandad.
In my younger days (my 40s and early 50s) I used to run quite a lot of shorter road races... 5ks, 10ks etc. Then for a few years I caught the marathon bug and never raced shorter distances. Then I kind of became lazy about running and didn't race much at all. I think in 2010 I'm going to get back into racing "sensible" distances again, i.e. anything shorter than a marathon.
I'm even joining a running club. I've just filled in the application form to join the Rhode Island Road Runners Club. They have a whole range of activities, several of which sound interesting...
- During the warmer months there's a five mile run every Thursday night in Warren, the town just across the bay from my house, which is followed by beer and pizza in a local pub.
- There's a Grand Prix which is a series of twelve races spread throughout the year in various locations around Rhode Island and nearby states. The Grand Prix has some incredibly scientific-looking age-adjusted scoring system and was won last year by some dude aged 79. The race today was the first in the 2010 Grand Prix series. I kind of like the idea of a race a month in different places to look forward to.
- I see they even give an award to any member who runs a race in the year in each of the six states of New England. Now there's a challenge that could be fun.
Today was a spectacular day in Bristol. Snow-covered trees and houses and fields. Soft hazy pale gray vistas across the harbor and the bay. Sun almost breaking through thin wintry clouds. One of those "good to be alive" days when the best thing to do is to go for a five mile run across the winter landscape with a bunch of other crazy runners.
I don't think this is going to turn into a running blog. I will still write mainly about sailing. But I expect I will write occasionally about running. If there's anything interesting to report.
And that's all I have to say about running. For now.
But if you want more, check out my other running posts at Proper Course/Running.