Saturday, December 12, 2009
3 am came bright and early, well not so bright really, still pitch black LOL. We drove from one end of the island to the other as the race was starting at 5am. It was already 82 degrees. There was a funny dog who chased the Jeep going through Bodden Town. The dogs in Grand Cayman look really wild, sort of like hyenas LOL. All we could hear were roosters crowing, and dogs barking........
We got to the race site, not many people around, and kept hydrating, already I was sweating. Deciding to visit the portaloos I had heard so much about, I must say I was impressed. Laminate flooring, full wash hand basin, towels, soap, LOL.......only thing was the light wouldnt work so we were all trying to hold the doors open to see LOL
We met up with another couple from Virginia Beach and soon we were lining up. Off we went, and I ran with Carol for about 5 miles, but I was soon needing to walk. I just felt like I was going backwards in the heat, running 9 min miles just seemed impossible. I saw Steve and he looked good, and carried on. I enjoyed the water stops, especially the one called Slumdog Millionaire of course full of nice Indian people. I shouted Namaste Namaste as they gave me gatorade and they were so excited to hear it, and all shouted back at me. Roosters were still crowing in the dark, but the sun was starting to peek out. By mile 10 I met up with a guy from Boston called Troy, who had left the snow and flown in the night before, so we kept each other going, albeit slowly, enjoying the gorgeous houses, along the South Sound. It was so weird also to see Christmas lights up in this stifling heat.
We then started to come back into town, and I had just seen Steve, who still looked good, and asked me how many were ahead of him. I said 4, and I thought, well he must be feeling good and be trying to speed up.
It was pure sunshine by this time, and coming through the town was great, horns beeping, great Caymanians shouting and cheering........I was so glad to finish, and got my nice medal, and a freezing cold bottle of gatorade and some canteloupe. They also had watermelon, bananas, oreos, fig newtons, really nice volunteers to help you get what you needed.
I picked up my bag from bag check, and put on my Vibrams and went to wait for Steve who I thought would be top 3. I didnt have my camera out, so when they started shouting and cheering and said here comes the winner, I about fell over to see it was Steve, running beside the motorcycle, fist up, pumping the air, smiling like crazy.I fumbled and bumbled, started to cry, couldnt stop shaking and took a pic of his feet as he crossed the line LOL
Luckily the rest is history and he got some great pics of himself and video too , no thanks to me LOL
I also forgot to mention that when you arrive in Grand Cayman at the airport, the runners get their own immigration line, and also a goodie bag with rum cake when you get outside to pick up your rental car, a very nice personal touch.
We will of course be going back next year, and I would highly recommend this race to anyone. It is small, but you get lots of personal touches which are sometimes lost in a huge race.