picking up my bib was easy peasy, since it was midday on a friday. we were in and out of there in like five minutes.
the next morning, i headed out while everyone was still asleep and made my way to downtown l.a. i'd taken advantage of prepaid parking and found a spot in the structure pretty easily. the course went through elysian park near dodger stadium, and i boarded one of the free shuttles to the start line.
i didn't have the time nor the inclination to sport a fake 'stache, but i did throw on the one item of clothing in my closet that went with the theme.
i suppose i could've dropped some cash on some official merchandise...but i didn't.
more mustachio'd silliness.
by the time i made my way into the corral at the start, the sun was beaming down so hard that i had to take my sweater off. it was time to transform into my alter ego.
check out the official pace car:
as i'd anticipated, the course was mostly on an incline, with a couple of pretty gnarly hills. and just as i glanced at my phone and noticed that i was right around 2.65 miles, i saw this:
SO not a full 5K. what the hell? oh, well. i accepted my finisher's medal anyway.
whatever. i'm pretty sure i made up for the last half-mile walking through the crowd and back down to the shuttle anyway. that totally counts…right?