Since I'd already paid the entry fee (about a year ago) and wanted a shiny medal, I decided to mostly ignore my knee pain/swelling, squeeze into some compression tights, and run easy for the Rock N Roll San Antonio Half Marathon on Sunday. It started nice and cool with no rain. At about 0.75 miles, I heard a collective gasp around the bend and thought that someone must have gone down. As I rounded the corner, I saw this
Yes, a train. A long train. Right across the route where 28,000 or so runners were running. So, we all stopped and just waited, as runners piled up behind us. After 3-4 minutes, the train passed and we resumed a starting shuffle, since there were now thousands of us bunched up on a 2-lane road. Anyway, after that I continued taking it easy and, other than BAD knee pain, had a nice run. The Kenyan (running the full marathon) beat me, but I hustled into the finish just before the second Kenyan. So, somehow, I win! I'm sure there will be some lovely ugly race pics from this one.
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