But after I picked up my bib, I was scornfully reminded that this event is not really about that.
It is about dogs.
The reminder came in the form of a huge pile fresh dog poo that I stepped in.
In any case, the "Red Shoe Theory" held true. The guy with the flashiest shoes, a florescent yellow, ran away with the win.
Me, my black shoes, and my newly acquired canine feces struggled to a fortunate third place.
Like all of my races this fall, I was exactly 2% faster than last year, and the consistency is comforting.
Anyway, on to the important stuff. Dogs in costumes!
|Thing #1 and Thing #2|
|There was a 1 mile dog walk.|
|They didn't let dogs run the 5K, otherwise |
I would have brought Dooright or Jeffery
|Very cool Paw themed awards|