It’s a Tuesday.
And it is Bloomsday week.
Since moving to Spokane, a little over three years ago, this
week has become one of my favorites. Let’s face it: my absolute favorite.
It is a week filled with so much joy and fun, it is hard not
to end it smiling and happy, even if you have a bad race on Sunday.
This Sunday marks my fourth Lilac Bloomsday run. Crazy to
think about really. And along the way I have created these super random
“traditions.” It may seem crazy but if I don’t do them, I don’t run well. Two
of my last three Bloomsdays haven’t turned out the greatest, time wise.
Last year I hadn’t run the three months prior, so that
doesn’t help. And my first one, let’s just say I had had a little too much fun
the night before. So here’s to the week. Updates along the way, I am sure.
my favorite race photo. Boss man checking my time. |
sometimes, you just have to laugh. |
One thing I always seem to do is work. A lot.
I’m constantly moving and shaking all week long, no matter
what job I am at, or who I am with, I am working all week. This is an amazing event, and I can think of nothing better than giving myself back to it, year
after year. And yes, it makes waking up on Sunday morning a little bit harder,
but my eyes still fill with tears as I wait in that corral for the gun to go
off, surrounded by 52,000 of my nearest and dearest compatriots.
I eat a lot of yummy food too. This year will be a little
bit different as I finally get to attend my mom’s awards banquet for her
school. I haven’t been able to see their speakers, and they’ve had some good
ones, but this year, I get food out of the deal!!!
Friday morning, before the Trade Show at the Convention Center, I
wake up and head on down to the Spokane Club, starting one of my summer
traditions as well.
There is a small and dedicated group, meeting every Friday
morning at 7:15 downtown. They run the same five-mile course every time. With
no fail, the only time it may differ is severe weather, but even then they may
wait an hour or so to warm up.
I line up next to an Olympian and Lilac Bloomsday founder,
some collegiate and high school phenoms, and even just your everyday, average
“Bloomie.” Friday morning before the madness starts, I get in that one precious
run. We don’t talk about Bloomsday. We catch up, and we enjoy the run. It is
always sunny on Friday morning.
American Bison Racing Team 2011 |
There is coffee flowing, shoes a flying and so many smiles,
by the end of the weekend I don’t know which cheeks hurt worse… see what I did
there?
Come on down to the Show.
Pick up your bib number, meet all
the Bloomies, and enjoy the week.
It’s one of the best around.