The only firecracker I like is the annual 10k race put on by the Santa Cruz Rotary Club at Harvey West Park. The fundraising event supports many local charities as well as build camaraderie among the loyal running community that hits the course early in the morning on the Fourth of July.
The event theme “The Thrill of the Hill” lives up to its reputation and then some.The true competitors actually run up the steep incline through the redwoods. In my case, my goal was to have the famous “Flag Shorts” cross the finish line. I had promised a good friend, Anne, that they would indeed cross it, never mind how long it took me to complete the grueling six-plus miles. After all, I was a self-appointed representative of the senior division, and I could not disappoint my sister-friends.
I am not a consistent runner. I have been known to run 10ks with maybe a week of training. This time it was about the shorts. The itsy-bitsy teeny-weenie running shorts that were in style 25 years ago when I purchased them for the Firecracker Race. Never did I dream they would travel with me to Costa Rica and back to Santa Cruz to participate in the Firecracker so many years later.
Here is the link to the blog I wrote after the Independence Day (or was it Thanksgiving?) run in Atenas, Costa Rica.
Talk about a THRILL! Just as I was about to chomp down on my flapjack, the post-race breakfast treat, my name was called. I placed third in my age category and was being summoned to the winners’ podium! As the young lady volunteer placed the medal around my neck, I had a surge of joy, peace and happiness. In my head, I shouted, “This is for you, sister-friends! Never give up!”
I especially thank Anne, a British friend and fellow ex-TIA flight attendant, who consistently encourages me to write as well as have my flag shorts cross the finish line at the Firecracker 10k.
Happy Independence Day!