The first two gates I came to (the one I was hoping to go through) and a second chance/last resort one were locked up tight. I knew that scaling the fence could prove problematic because, well, the top is covered in barbed wire and I was wearing my "race day" socks (testing them out with newish shoes one last time before Sunday)... couldn't chance a snag. Ha! I decided to go up towards the campus where I could call Emme's phone and look down into the stands to see if it lit up.
|not my picture (it was dark when I was there and also the track isn't black anymore), but roughly where I was standing|
As I headed back towards the gate, I ran on the track and across the finish line.
Steve Prefontaine (I put a link there in case, heaven forbid, you don't know who he is) and how I was standing on the very finish line that he got his start, that I had run past the house his parents used to live in and along the sidewalks that he frequented on the way to school.
The rest of my run was wonderful. I stopped at Mingus Park to take some pictures of a "duck" (I put it in quotations, because it was some sort of hybrid creature that looked like a duck, but not really) that is smart enough to use the crosswalk on his way to the pond:
26.2 miles. I'm ready.