The 24th Deland Thanksgiving Run

You’ve trained hard, had pasta for dinner the night before, drunk lots of milk and gone to bed at 9:00 reminiscing about your recent, random acts of kindness. This race is your reward. With racing flats that seem to have sprouted little wings, you’re way out in front of 699 other runners, including a few that certainly had you worried on the starting line. Flying past the mile in 5:25, you even lengthen your commanding lead by the (mile and a half) turnaround and like the prodigal son, start your journey home--to the finish line, your family and friends, the applause, the overall trophy, and some well-deserved turkey. You imagine yourself on the bow of the Titanic. 

But wait. Perhaps your imagination should have come up with a different analogy, because now you’re faced with the reality that the next 1.55 miles of this twisting, winding, and scenic--we can’t deny that Marsh Road is a beautiful country road on this kodachrome day--out and back course is clogged with the same 699 runners that you put behind you on the way out. Are you ready for some fooootball? (It is, after all, Thanksgiving.) 

What began as a dream run quickly became that other type of night musing.  Ducking and dodging the oncoming foot traffic, while trying to keep out of reach of equally determined fellow high schoolers Blaine Ramsdell (Mt. Dora) and Justin Shira (Ormond/Seabreeze), Andrew Epifanio had his work cut out for him. Let’s follow our pilgrim’s progress in his own words.