At the time I write this story, it has rained torrentially every day for two weeks. It began the night before the race. I awoke at 6:15 a.m. to a text message from one of my old church youth group friends asking, "think we're gonna race"? I text my neighbor who works for one of the race sponsors and volunteered for the event. He responded: It is on! The problem, it was raining so hard you could barely see outside. So my friend Debbie met me at the house and we geared up: shorts, under shirts, long sleeve t-shirts, hats, ipods under the shirts, socks, and expensive running shoes. We each had a race number pinned to our shorts and an electronic time tracking chip on our shoelaces. Threw some mini-muffins in our mouths and headed out to the starting point location.

