I ran the Cowtown half marathon (13.1 miles) with my Dad on Saturday in Ft. Worth, Texas. The race was a blast…freezing though. At start time the temp was 30 degrees with 36-40 mile an hour winds out of the north. The first 2 miles of the race were…you guessed it…straight into that north wind.
I did something different this race…something I’ve never done before. I ran WITH my Dad. On purpose. I just thought it would be fun to finish together for once. At the finish line though, I made sure my foot crossed before his (to keep my perfect record of always beating dad.) Only, it appears that I made a mistake. I apparently did NOT think to make sure that my foot with the timing chip crossed first.
So, officially, you beat me Dad. Enjoy it while it lasts. From now on, IT IS ON. NO MORE MR. NICE GUY!
