In which I outrun the tides. Well, some would call it running.
Look Mom, I got the medal. Yes, yes, so did everyone else who ran the Not Since Moses 5 and 10 Km races at Five Islands this past weekend. This was my fourth time running it and yes, it was still fun though not as much fun as the early years when the course ran along a shore with spectacular geological formations and when there was also a “write it en route” poetry contest (which I won).
The race takes place during the lowest tide of the summer when the ocean floor is laid bare all the way out to the aforementioned five islands. The tide dropped somewhere over 45 feet this day. Yes, forty-five. That’s a lot of tide. We had an hour and a half window to make it out and back. As far as I know, no one was swept away. But that’s enough talk. If you want history check out the link. Here’s an album of the highlights:
I chose the loud sacrificial leggings so that I could easily spot myself in any subsequent media photos.
This was not the worst of the mud. In some places it was halfway up your calf but I couldn’t balance and take pictures at the same time so I leave it to your imagination. The worst sections could suck the sneakers right off your feet. One group of runners actually duct taped their footwear to their feet to prevent losing them. You couldn’t run on this, a skiing/skating movement was much more practical. Thankfully there were a couple of little streams to cross which gave one a good rinse from time to time.
Wonder what colour the T-shirt will be next year.
© Judy Parsons 2022