Not Beating the Bridge

B and I ran the 32nd annual Nordstrom Beat the Bridge road race last Sunday.  It started at 8:30 am Sunday morning, and sometime before dusk we powered through the finish line.

Truth:  we didn't "beat the bridge."  First two miles of the 5.2 total you have to maintain under a ten minute mile pace to arrive at the University Bridge before it draws up.  We missed it by a hair.  B was mildly dissapointed but we had some impromptu chat with her compatriates at Nordstrom similarly tardy on that fine Sunday morning all sweaty and huffing in the U-District.  Great fun!

Official times:
Me: 1:14:15
B:    1:14:15


Here's where me and B got stuck:

When they lowered the drawbridge we tore off over the bridge, on the left side, ... into oncoming traffic. Good times.

I must say, though, I'm still a little peeved that we had to pay extra for a cheesy look-at-me-I-did-it T-shirt; we didn't cough up the extra cash, but we did get these nifty tote bags:

All in all, it was a grand Sunday morning, with thousands of happy Seattle-ites getting their fitness on in the Emerald.