Every year my beloved Valley plays host to the annual Ogden Marathon. Every year the time is heralded by the putting up of enormous lines of port-a-potties. Every year it makes me laugh, so of course one of my My World shots had to celebrate this grand event. Whenever I look at this I sing (to the tune of Never Ending Story), “Endless port-a-potties…la la la, la la la, la la la…”.
…You need to hear it in person.
I decided to run the half this year with my Dad, brother Jake, and sister-in-law Becca. I also had to take a camera with me (my phone) to take pictures because hey, I’m me. Here we are all anxiously awaiting the start. Stretchin’ and all that good stuff. It was very festive. Band playing, people cheering, cow bells ringing (why cowbells??). Sidenote: even with the plethora of port-a-facilities, the lines were still huge. Funny.
Three years ago I started running so that I could run down Ogden Canyon (registered historic scenic byway) in the sparkly morning light. Training went well so I ran the full, unfortunately I was too late for the morning light and it was very, very sad. Last year I didn’t register in time. Pointer to those who may EVER want to run this race: It sells out in about, oh, a DAY! So this year I registered early, ran the half, and enjoyed every minute of the magical, glorious Valley morning. It was breathtaking. There’s the story as to why the pic below was this day’s My World shot.
Final race time for me: two hours, two minutes, fifty-four seconds. I’m disappointed because I wanted to run it in under two hours…Todd says that people who want to make a certain time shouldn’t be stopping multiple times during said race to take photographs…he may have a point.