It took everyone a little while to get moving Sunday morning but we managed to leave Sandy Springs at 5:55am. However, we did not park until 7:20am This drive should normally take 30minutes, max. Traffic was insane. When we finally got to the pre-paid parking lot, there was no one directing people where to park. So instead of people filing in one by one and leaving no empty spaces, people parked wherever they pleased. This meant that we circled the lot searching for an open space.
Once we finally parked and got out of the car, we walked to another parking lot which served as the starting line to stand in a ridiculous line for the port-a-potties. Not only was the line long and slow, it reeked of poo. I still do not know how it could have smelled so bad so early in the morning. Matt and I were in Coral A which took off at 7:45am…while we were still in line to use the bathroom.
After we stopped gagging from the port-a-potty line, we joined Coral D and took off…slowly
I definitely felt every beer from Saturday during this run. I finished in 29:59 and it was the hardest 29:59 ever. No where near what I was hoping my time would be but sometimes it’s just not meant to be.
The finishers cup pick up was the most (only?) well organized thing about this race and super quick and easy. Except for the fact that they were cleaning the hot chocolate containers right where everyone was waiting in line…
The race ended at the same parking lot as the start line so we found a spot of spare asphalt and set up our chocolate picnic.
It would have been nice to end up in a park or somewhere maybe a little more appealing that an empty lot but I had chocolate so I was happy. After finishing our treats we headed out.
I had originally wanted to run the 15k but was talked into the 5k. Peer pressure. I am so happy I agreed to go with the group because I think they would have slapped me if they had to wait around for me to finish (15k started 30 minutes after the 5k). This way we all finished within a few minutes of each other and were able to head out pretty soon after finishing.
It was surprisingly warm on race day (60 degrees when we left the house). Honestly, I would have preferred some cold chocolate milk at the finish instead of the hot chocolate. Also, I am pretty sure I would have been miserable if I had to stand around sweating in the normal January temps.
Hm, this post turned out to be way whiney-er than planned. I didn’t hate the race, I promise. The swag bag was pretty sweet (dri fit hat, technical sweatshirt, drawstring bag and piece of chocolate) and we ended up having fun. But we also agreed we will not run this race again.
Anyone else run on Sunday? Thoughts?
Anyone have other Hot Chocolate city stories to share?
I unfortunately have not heard a ton of good things about this race series.