Chinese New Year is way better than Dick Clark New Year.
Today was the Chinese New Year 5K. It’s the 18th year they’ve had it in the same spot. I ran it a few times many years ago, except I remember it being much faster. Oh, well.
It’s the Year of the Dog, which meant there were a lot of four-footed competitors. The first canine finisher got a three-day stay at a doggy spa, so the competition was intense.
It’s impossible to take a race too seriously when you’re surrounded by pooches in costumes. Best overheard conversation:
woman: Your dog’s shirt is so cute! Where did you get it?
other woman: Taiwan.
first woman: Oh.
Life is a never-ending series of disappointments.
It was a fun course, along the canal next to the botanical gardens with the surreal rock formations of Papago Park.
The guy who won ran 15 and change as a shakedown for tomorrow’s marathon. He passed me on the course as he was running his second 5k as a cooldown. I sort of hate him.
I know it’s just a fun run blah blah blah, but the course measured 2.9 miles on my Garmin, which I informally confirmed by listening to peeps gush about setting PRs. Oh, well. What can you expect for 35 bucks? Big medals I’m starting to hate big medals.
As a workaround, I continued through the chutes and ran to the 3.1 mile mark on the Garmin. 41:02, the fastest race so far in the Year of Fleshman, so I’m happy with it. I’m officially ignoring official finish times in favor of the Garmin, so at least I’ll be consistent with times.
Coming through the chutes, we got fortune cookies. Mine said: “Change is happening in your life, so go with the flow.” I have no idea what this means. Likely a Thoreau quote.
Mostly, it was much fun. Seeing so many dogs running for the Year of the Dog made me profoundly sad I wasn’t here for the Year of the Monkey race. That must have been a sight.
Maybe the elusive sub-40 lies ahead. Just go with the flow …