My time for this year’s Cap10K race was:
Not too shabby for someone pushing a jogging stroller with a 17 month old kid around downtown Austin. But considering I wasn’t doing that, then it’s not that impressive. At least compared to my previous efforts:
Am I past my peak? Or was this but a small bleep in an ever improving race time? Who knows. Right now I’m in too much pain to consider ever running again.
As with Playboy, most of you are here for the article. But a few came for the pictures:
Pre-race carpool photo on Congress Avenue. In the back you can see the Texas Capitol.
Pre-race selfie at the starting line. TODO: Use Photoshop to remove grey hairs before posting.
After the race. Those aren’t smiles, they are grimaces. Ilan didn’t run, he just came to the Finish Line Festival for some race swag.
Getting ready for the corporate team photo.
Corporate team photo. I just saw that NI got second place after HEB. Which sucks because NI had won the last 10+ years in a row. I knew I should have trained more.
Turns out I beat Spiderman at the race. But it also turns out I wasn’t wearing a face mask throughout.
This cheerful and buoyant ray of sunshine of a man is not really bleeding from his groin. Turns out it’s fake blood, not chafing. My nipples, on the other hand…
Also, the group photo/video was taken from a drone but I haven’t received it. I will post it when I do.