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|Thank you seoul food in brooklyn|
stopped for lunch and the food cart operated by the same people who catered our race.
Take Your Base 5K. The great thing here is that the finish line was in the field at MCU Park, where the Brooklyn Cyclones Play. The finish line was actually at home plate and the 3 mile mark was "Warning Track, Left Center Field". As course director I get to lead the runners. I found out is it not so easy to ride on AstroTurf.
After the race the crew that organized it all went out to breakfast at Tom's on the Boardwalk As we were siting down some of the runners from our race were leaving. It was really nice to be recognized and be thanked for doing a good job.
Brunch on Saturday was not nearly the end of my day. I had volunteered to set up an aid station for a big
|thank you Captain Qwerty|
That was last month. Saturday evening (into Sunday morning) I was the fluid station at mile 80 of The Great New York 100 Mile Exposition. Yea, 100 mile race, totally in the streets of New York City. I am not making this up. The Wall Street Journal covered it here.
This was my assignment
Aid Station # 15 at Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn, mile 80.83- Corner of Exeter St. & Shore Blvd. Near footbridge.. Hours are 4:20 PM to 3 AM.This was actually in the neighborhood of Manhattan Beach and I described my experiences in that exact spot here.
At 4 pm, that spot on Shore Blvd was kinda busy. Not with runners, but with fisherman, and families taking walks and just sitting on the benches. This was my view, from 4 pm to 3 am
Just to the left of the photo is a wooden foot bridge that crossed Sheepshead Bay.
6 gallons of water and 2 gallons of Gatorade were delivered to me at about 6:30. I just put a gallon of water and a gallon of Gatorade on the roof of my car. No cups. All the runners where carrying hydration packs. At 7 pm the first runner came by. He did not want anything to drink.
After 7 pm, a few more runners came by and I started getting texts from the Todd Jennings who was staffing the station at mile 75, in The Roakaways. One of my teammates form the Prospect Park Track Club also stopped by. He made 3 or 4 hours go fast. Thanks Dennis.
After 9 pm, it got dark and most of the families left and the harmless drunks showed up. Across the Bay the blue building became a disco. It did not take me long to realize that it was a Sweet 16. I really could have done without the blinking lights and thumpa thumpa.
Then more runners came. Most had pacers who handled their maps and made sure they were OK.
I saw them coming because their headlights were obvious as they approached. The funny thing was that they didn't even know they were approaching a fluid station. I loved getting up and shouting "Welcome to Manhattan Beach!" They all had an amazing energy. They approached me not as runners who had just run 80 miles, but as runners who had just 20 to go to get to 100
From the Race Directors Facebook page (Phl, btw, holds the WORLD RECORD for the 48 hour race.)
So on Saturday my alarm went off at 4 am, and when I got back home at 3:45 am I did not see the point of staying awake for 15 more minutes just to say I was up for 24 hours. But I did close my eyes knowing that most of these guys were still running.