The 24th Deland Thanksgiving Run
Nov 28, 2008
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.